“Wherever his gaze touched her, she felt as if flames licked at her skin, and the thought of what it might do to her to feel his tongue follow suit had her eyes drifting shut on a moan.Spar chuckled...”

“The Defiler will not have you, Felicity. I have claimed you for myself."The rumble of those words, soft and dark, sent shivers racing through her. Her imagination supplied all sorts of images of wa...”

“My name is Spar. I am neither called Rocky nor made of rock. I am a Guardian, one of those warriors who were summoned to battle against the Seven demons of the Darkness and to prevent their possibl...”

“Religious figures, gargoyles, and grotesques, she though, looked fine on Gothic cathedrals, but she'd always spent more time looking at the murals inside the buildings than the carvings outside.So ...”

“So this gargoyle you're looking for, she could imagine herself saying. It wouldn't happen to have freaky magical powers, or the ability to devour human souls, would it?”

“Are you ready to go home, Catherine? he asked. Its warm inside the house. I kept a fire going for you.I continued looking at him, unsure how to respond. Thanks, I managed to say and then glanced in...”

“Why are you walking through the wood alone?”

“The tree witches kept to themselves, a self-sufficient coven specializing in certain skills. The witches sang, played music, and danced at the gatherings around the fire, but nothing like what she'...”

“History has been written, but it has not always been right or complete.”

“I want to kiss you again, Tess.Why?He chuckled, low under his breath. Why? Because youre beautiful, and because I want you. And I think you want me too.”

“With every breath I take, I will always love you.”