Quotes from Kerrelyn Sparks

Sean groaned. "What are you thinking? The future of Vamps around the world depends on this, and you're subjecting those poor innocent girls to a playboy and the self-proclaimed Love Doctor?" Phineas huffed. "Dude, I can be a perfect gentleman." "On what planet?" Sean growled.

You could be a member of a special, macho, elite force, protecting mankind from insidios evil in all forms, including the triple-decker bacon cheeseburger. I can saftly say I've never battled a cheeseburger.

Digger motioned to Zoltan. "What about that one? He has funny eyes. Could be an alien." "He's Zoltan, a vampire like me," Phineas explained. "Are you sure? Zoltan sounds like an alien planet.

I can't date a man who has survived for centuries by biting women and sucking their blood." — Heather "I bet he gives one hell of a hickey." — Fidelia

Oh,Angus, where's the beef?

Somethings different,Carlos continued.Tonight you came in with no scowling or growling.Why the change? Robby shrugged one shoulder.I'm trying to convince you i'm no' crazy.If I kept doing the same thing when it wasna working, would that no' be crazy? Good point.

Ye know, Cork Courrant-Porky Implant. Tis a jest Ian

Heat invaded her cheeks. She wasn't used to men seeing her whithout her clothes on. And here was in her boring white cotton bra and panties. damn, if only she'd worn her black lace undies. She winced inwardly. She'd come close to getting mauled by a jaguar, and all she could think about was the sexiness factor of her underwear? She must be in shock.

I was thinking about stopping at a restaurant. Would you care to join me?" She shifted in the car seat to face him, causing him to glance at her legs once again. "Are you asking me out?" "No." "Will you purr if I tickle you behind the ears?" "No." "Will you dance the samba for me in your hot pink sequined thong?" "No." "Do you always say no?" His mouth twitched. "No.

Oh my God, she'd kissed him! She'd stuck her tongue inside a creature from hell. Oh jeez, this would sound great in confession. Say two Hail Marys and avoid further contact with the spawn of the devil.

His mouth tilted and his eyes twinkled. I knew it. One look into yer eyes and I could fall at yet feet.

Wasn't it wonderful of Angus and Emma to spring for first class tickets?" "Yes." "It's an incredibly long flight, you know." "Yes." "They'll show us a movie or two." "Yes." She leaned close to him, smiling. "I love traveling with you. You're so agreeable." He gave her an annoyed look. "Are you going to talk the whole time?" She smiled sweetly. "Yes.

Ta-da! The man whipped open his coat. Shit! He wasn't wearing any clothes at all. She grimaced. Just her luck to go vampire hunting and find a flasher.

Robby wasn't sure what beef stroganoff looked like, but he took grim pleasure in being called a mean and nasty dude.

Ye are different, Emma. I doona need ye in order to survive. But surviving is no' the same as living. Or the same as feeling human again. I am alive when I'm with you. Ye feed my soul. (Angus MacKay)

A series of howls and war cries echoed through the camp....The werewolves and Japanese had attacked. -pg.353 Forbidden Nights with a Vampire Kerrelyn Sparks

She looked at Connor. "How old are you?" His jaw shifted. "I doona discuss my private life." "I can translate that for you," Phineas offered. "It means he's embarrassed he was a caveman and ate brontosaurus burgers for lunch." Connor arched an eyebrow at him. "The correct translation is 'sod off.'

You're just going to lie there? Sounds kind of boring." "Not at all." He stroked her hair. "I get to hold you. Listen to you breathe. Think." She yawned. "About what?" She closed her eyes. "Keeping you warm." He tucked the comforter around her. "Keeping you safe." Her breaths deepened, and her body relaxed against him. He kissed the top of her head. "Keeping you mine.

No more thoughts about his mouth and which of her body parts would fit inside. No. None of that. He'd think about something completely different. Like her mouth and which of his body parts would fit inside.

You're a vampire?" Shanna's eyes widened. "No. I'm the same as I ever was." "Oh, thank God." Caitlyn pressed a hand to her chest and collapsed onto the chair. "You scared me to death." Shanna smiled. "Relax, sweetie. I'm not a vampire." She patted her arm. "My husband is.

How could everything go so wrong so fast? For goodness' sake, she was only looking for a few plants. But instead, she'd found a whole village of mind-controlled slaves and a whole army of acrobatic kung fu vampires.

Can we talk now?" she asked. "Nay, we need to . . . load the dishwasher." He padded into the kitchen and took his time rinsing everything in the sink before stacking it into the machine. He even scrubbed the pot he'd warmed the soup in. When he closed the dishwasher, she was waiting there, holding a mop. She offered it to him. "Do you want to clean the floors now? And sweep the porch? I think the antlers on the moose head need polishing.

I'm too sexy for my cape...

What the hell are you stopping for, asshole?" Freemont hollered at the car in front of them. "People usually stop for red lights. You should try it sometime.