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Quotes by Elizabeth Morgan

I lifted my head, my gaze meeting his. “Wanting something doesn’t guarantee you will get it.”“A man can still hope.”“I’ve never had much room for hope.

It has nothing to do with you—”“It has everything to do with me that you want to get yourself fucking killed.” He snarled, the words tight and full of iron. “Losing you is not an option.

I’ve been as good as dead since the day I was born. I accepted that a very long time ago.

You were supposed to be a Werewolf, Brendan, so that you would be in her world. To be the strength she needs when she no longer has strength of her own, to show her the reasons to survive and to live.

You of all people know how hard it is to trust. Especially when the world we live in is not the one humans are aware of. Trust must be earned, and the way to earn it is to prove you deserve it.

Italy is another Pack’s territory. You’re a guest; make sure that you are a polite one.” God, I hope he told Heather that.

It is vital that you do not change the path before you. I have told you, many times, that certain events must happen in a person’s life for a reason, always for a reason. The events that will unfold before you...they must happen, Heather. They have to.

You have to stop doing, you know, human stuff,” I called. “It is seriously creepy coming from a wolf.

We’ll be all right. Somehow, we will. Trust it is the truth.

Let the past go, Bren, or it will ruin your future.

You got the list?” Lewis asked.“What the hell is the deal with the temperature?”“Razel is not allowed to sweat,” Maximo answered. “If she does,fanatics will appear from nowhere like mischievous sprites and bottleeach drop and then sell it on eBay for millions.

He shouldnt want to see her, but he did. He shouldn’t want to know how she felt, how she tasted, but he did. He shouldn’t want to know what food she liked or what she thought about when she was alone. He shouldn’t want to know what her favorite music was or what she did when she wasnt modeling, if she did anything at all, but he did. He wanted to know everything there was to know about Razel D’Punz; the real Razel. No makeup. No costumes. No lights or camera.

She was exquisite. She tasted, smelled, and felt right in every way to him, but as they collapsed into bed, sated and finally ready to sleep, it was the shy girl who had entered his arms. It was she who caressed his cheek while kissing him deeply and softly, her delicate fingers exploring his arms and back, sending shivers through him that always hit his heart. The china doll. It was she who fell asleep upon his chest with her arms wrapped around him. There was a want inside her, and he had felt it in every way. The last thought of his night was simply that he wanted to be the one to know her. To free her.

She had never been so affected by the idea of intimacy, but there was something about his eyes; something warm, and gentle even though she felt transparent every time he turned his attention on her; like he could see her, really see her. The idea of being so exposed to someone…it took her breath away.

Don’t you like them?” She ran her fingers across the waistband ofher panties.“I’m afraid I can’t appreciate them in such low lighting. You will have to take them off and let me have a better look.” He tried to smile innocently. She rested her hands on her hips and shook her head slowly.“Very well. I will have to do it for you.” He took a step closer to her.

His lips turned upward. “Man told you to lick salt off me, but he didn’t say where you would be licking the salt from.

I have nothing I want to ask you, and if I did, you would probably lie anyway.”“I’m drunk. Drunk people tell the truth.”“Like hell they do. Besides you’re not that drunk.”“Then dare me something.”I snorted. “No, because I’m not that drunk, or stupid.

What are friends for, but to help each other get through bad times and have multiple orgasms?

I want you both. I said quietly, not caring that my cheeks had grown warmer. I have for a while.If we try this— Tyler took a deep breath. And it doesnt feel right—Well stop. Kacey promised as he slid his hand beneath my halter neck and began caressing my skin. You say it baby, and well stop and forget all about it.My stomach flipped at the feel of his fingers circling my navel. And if I dont want to stop?An unreadable look crossed Tyler’s face and my heart skipped as Kacey moved behind me. The warmth of his body seeped into my back, while his fingers painted trails of heat across my abdomen and along my ribs.Then what happens in Silver Creek, stays in Silver Creek. Unless you decide otherwise. Kacey pressed his lips to my ear. A shiver ran down my neck and spine. Does that sound fair?

Right, I cant watch this shit. Kacey grunted as he got up. Its one thing getting a hard-on over you, baby girl. The fact that Tyler happens to be in the picture…Im freaking slightly.