Jeaniene Frost

“Cat cleared her throat in the tense silence that followed. “Uh, before this goes any further, let’s at least introduce ourselves to your friend. I’m Cat, and this is my husband, Bones. We’re part of Mencheres’ twisted little fang family.”

“I’ve heard the expression climbing walls, but I never thought I’d experience it, let alone like that,” she murmured, her mouth curling into what was probably a dreamy smile.”

“He smiled, so sensual and beautiful, it was another form of bliss just looking at him.”

“Deep, bone-melting pleasure surged through Kira’s subconscious as he thrust forward again, almost causing her to shout at the crash of rapture filling her.“That is what I feel when I’m inside you.” His voice was low, eyes lit up with blinding green. “And you will feel every measure of the same, I promise.”

“It was ironic; he held her captive, yet she’d captivated him.”

“Dead or not, you must be bored with women telling you how you look like the hottest, most exotic wet dream they’ve ever had. No wonder the thought of you, grapes, and some scented massage oils crossed my mind – and if you drop that towel again, I’m going to need a cold shower.”

“Slash was about my height, and he used the alignment of our bodies to his greatest advantage. I let it go on for a few minutes. Right up until he unzipped his leather pants and pulled out Mr. One Eye.”

“Dave and Tate were dressed with equal heinousness. More black leather, chains, and whips. Either Don’s staff truly had costumes for all possible occasions on hand, or someone at wardrobe had a lot of explaining to do.”

“Because, Cat, it’s the feminine persuasion that’s always the deadliest.”

“The shudder went all through him. Bones pressed me so close that his body ground into mine, jerking my head back with a thick handful of hair until our eyes locked. What had started out as a game was now an open challenge, as well as a direct threat. Any further action would bear results, it was clear from the way his gaze smoldered into mine. All of this should have frightened me, but it was as if my mind were incapable of rational thought. He was a vampire, a hit man, and had almost killed me...and nothing mattered more than the feel of him. I licked my lips and didn't pull away, and it was all the invitation he needed.”

“You chose to come to Paris, of all places,” Mencheres replied.So what? Got something against the French?”

“If I die, I will wait for you, do you understand? No matter how long. I will watch from beyond to make sure you live every year you have to its fullest, and then we’ll have so much to talk about when I see you again… (Bones)”

“Pardon me, but there’s someone on the phone who says they have a call for you.”There’s a call to tell me I have a call?” he asked with heavy skepticism.”

“Care to see your room?” -BonesLet me guess—it’s that smashed‐up car right over there." -Cat”

“My father was English. He date-raped my mother so she's hated English men ever since. You know my boyfriend's English, and I'm, uh, I'm half-English, which she's never been real happy about. If she finds out I'm dating someone English, she'll ah, think I' turning my back on her and becoming a foreigner.'Cathy, that's the stupidest reason I've ever heard.”

“I know Sir. The tower order them not to land, but they said an English man got on thw wire and said to shut it or he'd beat the seven shades of shit out of him”

“Nathanial can show me how to better control the change, but even so, you never have to worry about me turning into a cat again. Didn't you know, I'm allergic to cats.”

“Charlie whistled "Amazing Grace" as he drove. It was all I could do not to whip my head around and snap, Are you kidding me? Couldn't he pick something more appropriate, like "Shout at the Devil" or "Don't fear the Reaper"? Some people had no sense of the proper music for a kidnapping.”

“You're not a woman," he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!”

“The lustful glances thrown his way made me wish he wasn’t such a damned bowl of eye candy."- Cat re: Bones”

“Bones has always been smart," I muttered. "His intelligence was just camouflaged under a mountain of p**sy."Cat”

“The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..."Mencheres to Cat”

“Next to her, I felt like Carrot Top in drag.Cat re: Annette”

“He f**ks even better than he looks”, I settled on saying. Several heads turned. I didn’t care; I was pissed. “And that beautiful face is going to be clamped between my legs as soon as we get home, don’t you worry.”

“Don't care for her tongue, do you? How strange. I find it one of my favorite parts.Bones to Gregor”

“Bring me liquor, Bones, fast, to take my foot out of my mouth.Cat to Bones”

“Lewis obediently stared at her, and Kira tried to make her voice sound confident. “You don’t feel anything. You’re not afraid.”“I am,” came Vlad’s immediate reply. “If you tell him wolves are the children of the night next, I might hurt myself laughing.”

“Bloody hell, grandsire," were Bones's first words as he approached. "You've left behind a wreckage of burned bodies, dead vampires, missing persons, threatened Guardians, and video evidence of our race's existence. Then you go on holiday. You really do have a death wish”

“First bubble baths. Now Disney parks. You're shattering every creep vampire myth I've ever heard.”

“Or for the gorgeously bare vampire to give her a sensual massage while feeding her peeled grapes.”

“Do I feel ancient to you now?" he murmered. "Too different from the person you loved before you knew this?" Her eyes were already glowing green, and her full lips parted. "No, you don't feel too ancient." Her voice was husky. "Or too different. You feel like mine. Whoever you were, whoever you are...you're mine." Mencheres smiled, his fangs stretching to their full length. "So you have spoken, so it shall be decreed. For all eternity.”

“Bubbles. On a scale of one to ten, a bubble bath has to rank zero as far as things I'd expect an older-than-dirt-badass vampire to indulge in. The only thing that would surprise me more would be if you pulled out a rubber ducky.-Kira to Mencheres”

“I think Mount Everest is gorgeous, too, but that doesn’t mean I have any intention of trying to climb it”

“Kira knew that his tounge felt like a vibrator set to the speed of Oh Hell Yeah”

“I say, look at the melons on that lass,” Ian exclaimed, his gaze now on the TV. “And hung like a stallion, he is.”“Focus, mate,” Spade muttered.”

“Before you go,mate,turn on the telly. Something raunchy too. Think I'll rub off one before I go to sleep”

“Kitty need's a tounge bath”

“You'll drain me dry, but not my neck, and you'll beg me to stop before I'm finished." -Bones”

“A human hires a hit man to kill his cousin for money, boring. That same hit man botches the job twice, funny. Then the desperate hit man sends a ghoul after the girl to finish things up, my curiosity's piqued. That same ghoul ends up with his head cut off by a mysterious redhead . . . Ah. Now I'm interested.”

“The day your kind stops killing each other over skin colour or which God someone prays to, I might believe that.”

“and yet when i finally drifted of in that barely conscious state where logic was absent and dreams encroached i could almost hear bone's voice. he was whispering that same promise he'd made to me months ago when our relationship started and i wondered if it was a sign - and if he'd really meant it. If you run from me i'll chase you. And i'll find you...”

“Does no one think to warn people before they meet me?" Vlad muttered, shooting an irritable look at Mencheres.”

“Bloody hell, Kitten. Never thought to be flogged by my own furniture. Do you know I saw bloomin' stars when that cracked over my nog?”

“Thirty minutes later I flipped through the photos of the hospital room. Don was correct. Everything looked as tidy as could be. Even theIV needle that had been pulled from Danny's arm rested innocantly on the bed as if waiting for the next vein.No footprints,no fingerprints,no blood,no bodily fluid, not even a frigging sheet out of place. Moleculer transpotation couldn't have been neater. Maybe that was it. Maybe Danny had been beamed right the fuck out of there. It would almost be worth telling that to Don just to see the look on his face.”

“...it's impossible." "Yeah, isn't it? Life's a bitch and then one stabes you.”

“Christ girl, Ι wasn't even going to bite you. Well, not the way you're thinking." "I'm flattered you want to fuck me as well as muder me. Really, Liam, that's sweet." He grinned. "Valentine's Day was just last month, after all.”

“I tried to tell you that it's not Spade in there.""You could have tried harder. I absolutely never needed to know that Ian was pierced down there.”

“Thank bloody Christ this is the right bloke. Wicked difficult getting the sod.”

“Sneaky, manipulating, merciless bloodsucker . . .” A chuckle drifted up to me. “Pillow talk already? You’ll have me hard before we’re even back in our room...”

“Slumber party with Dracula, all things considerd why not?”