23 Quotes by Hanleigh Bradley

It was ironic really that she was willingly, like a lamb to slaughter, going to her Commencement, readily taking the Crown that would prove to be her curse.

I lick my lips as I take her in; she’s an enigma. Earlier as I watched her I was sure I had her pegged; pretty, rich, party girl, slightly shy but up for some fun. With my profile of her character in mind I had felt in control. Now that she’s surprised me my grasp on control feels looser. I don’t know what to expect from her and it leaves me feeling off kilter.

He was proud, jealous, possessive even. How the hell was he supposed to share her with six other men?

The magic swirling around Bae made her look menacing, almost feral and he wanted her more than he'd wanted any other woman. She was something else entirely.

Her body craved his. She needed him inside her.

Where his skin touched hers, it felt like there was a current of pure magic between them. It was enough to boil her veins.

Armel stepped towards her, ready to claim her in the way every other Ren claimed their mate. It might not be as magical as having a silver fox say a few words about destiny and choice but it was love and lust combined in the perfect dance of two souls.

This time Bae's moan was not soft. It was a howl of pure exaltation.

Her fingers itched to reach out for him, to touch him. He was hers. All hers.