“She thought she heard a faint growl. She listened harder. The warrior with all the gorgeous black hair was growling. Because she's said the other man was good-looking and muscular? Uh-huh. A clear case of caveman possessiveness...and it kind of got to her.”

“He growled a sigh and her insides got all warm and gooey. She really needed to date nice men who didn't growl. -Lily Travis”

“Did you see the way she ran out of here? Like I had the plague or something.""Who? The witch?""Aye.""And this bothers you because...""Well...it's rude.""Uh huh." Brastias growled at his second in command. "Shut up.”

“Husband?" Averill's voice was growing shrill with worry as she asked, "Have you swooned?"I'm a warrior, wife. Warriors do no' swoon," Kade growled, forcing away the faintness trying to lay claim to him.Oh," she said, sounding doubtful. "It's just that your eyes were closed."I was resting them," he snapped.I see," she murmured, and for some reason that irritated the hell out of him.”

“She shoved her can right under his chin. "Don't mess with seniors," she growled at him.”

“Insofar as she recognized at all that she was dreaming, she realized that she must be exploring her subconscious mind. She had heard it said that humans are supposed only to use about a tenth of their brains, and that no one was really clear what the other nine tenths were for, but she had certainly never heard it suggested that they were used for storing penguins.”