“Zane brought her hand to his chest, over his heart and she felt the strong rapid beat through his shirt. “Feel that?” His throat worked as he swallowed. “It would break if I fell for you and anything happened that would take you away from me.”--Zane to Willow in 'The Edge of Sin' in the Real Men Last all Night anthology”

“Do you live and work here?" Trinity clenched her fist against his chest, her thoughts spinning. "At the ranch?"The corner of his mouth quirked and he nodded. "Uh-huh."Oh lord."That's just great." She rested her head against his muscled chest. "That's like leaving Eve in the garden of Eden not far from the apple tree. Irrisistable temptation within walking distance."Luke chuckled, his chest vibrating beneath her ear. "Irrisistable, huh?”

“Jesus Christ.” The fury on Nick’s face was enough to send me reeling and he hit the table hard enough with his hand that it made the plates and the silverware on the table bounce and clatter. “You give me the names and approximate location of those men who gave you that ultimatum and I’ll kill every goddamned one of them.”I sighed before I said quietly. “I already did.”

“She knew she couldn’t escape unscathed, and the trauma would take her a long time to get past. And she might never fully heal mentally.There was no denying the fact, though, that everything had changed for her. To know what to expect wasn’t the same as actually living it.”

“Jenn: Do you love him?Ani: Yeah, I do.Jenn: Then you can forgive him. It's not worth it to let love slip through your hands.”

“Hellooo.” I held out my arm. “An amethyst woman with blue hair is telling you this.”She reached out and scraped her short nails over my arm.I snatched my arm back. “Ow.”Not body makeup.” She frowned and peered at the roots of my hair. “A good die-job or you’ve really got blue hair.”For now,” I said. “I’m half Drow.”She raised an eyebrow. Dark Elves.”Uh-huhhhh.”During the day I look normal, like you.”With an amused look she held up her arm, showing her dark, golden skin. “You’re Kenyan and Puerto Rican?”

“All yours, sweetheart,” Smithe added. “And Steele, I’m talking to Donovan. If there was ever anything sweet about you the Polar ice caps might melt.”