urban-fantasy

An extraordinarily rare ability is in your possession. Hone the skills so you effectively utilize your gift. As we speak and as you wile away your time, the aswang is preparing to strike again. Lives are at stake!

Hovering above me, directly over the twirling Merkabah, was the cosmic phenomena I hoped for but had not truly expected.

Simon laughed heartily. ____ afraid the rest of us have to find talents to get our women into bed. Of course once they__e there, I have other talents that keep them right where they are.___andcuffs hardly count,_ Christian said offhandedly.__f you mean the ladies cuffing me to the bed so they can explore Hunt Island,_ he said, rubbing his chest, __then point taken. These hands are capable of making any female climax by the mere brush of a pinky across her bare breast.___ must have gone to the wrong island,_ I said with a private laugh.

You don__ have any balls?_ For once I wasn__ trying to be insulting.

Merkabah is translated as either meaning the throne of god or chariot. Both definitions imply a means of spiritual ascension, not a physical one. They only have it partly right.

Water matted his black hair into spikes and peppered his skin with a fresh sheen. If I shut my eyes I could still see the one who bound me, his smile bright as the white sun as he emerged from our latest dip in the sea. I fought the sudden urge to bury my face in his chest and run my fingers through that hair.

Rachel knew what she was doing. And when she didn't, she could improvise on the fly, coming up with options that left a lot of collateral damage but usually only hurt herself, not the people around her. It was one of the things he would never admit that he admired about her.

My body slid from human to wolf in a crack! of black smoke. Wolf was panting and I watched frost dissipate on my hot tongue, sending tiny rivulets of steam into the air. The world was sharp and clear, and I never realized how many different colors of shadow there were. It made me savor the dark beauty of night even more.

Without warning, he jumped into the air. Startled, I held him tighter, my cheek against his. Speaking into my ear, he said, __er not too tall, nor too thin, nor do ye weigh too much. Yer perfect the way ye are, lass. A man that does not possess the strength, patience and intelligence to provide fer and protect a woman is no man at all.

You are mine. You are always going to be mine. It doesn't matter what came before, the only thing that matters is what is now and going forward. There will never be anyone else for you. Only me. Me.

Only in porn did people appear to need sex as badly as she needed it right that minute.

She could sense the desire pouring off the man in front of her, and to be wanted so obviously, so fiercely, went to her head like moonshine. He made her feel like a goddess.Provided goddesses got this horny.

You're not prepared physically or mentally to pick a fight with a thousand-year-old vampire." he said. 'He is more cunning and far more ruthless than you.''Maybe I'll surprise you,' I said. . .

She was the real treasure, more precious than sapphires, diamonds and gold.At the core of his ancient, cynical heart, he was an acquisitive creature, after all.

Still shuddering, he collapsed atop her on a long, strangled groan. It sounded as if someone had just wrung out his soul.Ella knew precisely how he felt.

Are ya glad to see me, or is that a roll of poker chips in your pants?

His father read aloud, quietly, his voice steady and gentle, while he pressed a hand to Liam's delicate back, supporting his position....She realized Dragos was reading the quarterly profit percentages from a stockholders' report.

What do you want?""You." His voice was soft, low. His eyes were intense and watchful.