69 Quotes About Werewolves-paranormal-romance

They stood high on top of the hill overlooking the glen, the water rushing by, the sheep grazing on the green grass across the burn, and white clouds passing overhead against the blue sky.He still had hold of her arm, but then he released her, cupped her face with both hands, and kissed her.

...His body still craved her touch and he'd had a devil of a time making it down the hill wearing trousers when he was fully aroused. A kilt would have made it so much easier to manage.

Hell, yeah,” Steve replied, his chocolate brown eyes wide with wonder. “I love the supernatural.” “Dude, we are the supernatural,” Chris replied.

Sharp. Intense. Powerful. Intoxicating.Just like Killian.Damn it all.Before she could stop herself, Sadie took an involuntary step back. Killian countered, taking one step closer, and his lips tilted into a lopsided grin.Shit on a stick.How annoying.

A moan escaped her lips when he brushed the back of his knuckles up her neck before gently cupping her face."I never run from a challenge," Sadie murmured. She pressed her breasts against him, the soft mounds of flesh searing against him.Killian felt like he was in the middle of a game of double dog dare --- and it was a surefire bet he was going to lose. Sadie signed, a seductive sounds that made his cock twitch.Oh yeah. Dead wolf walking.

Killian's low, sexy growl slid over her seductively as he sidled up behind her and nuzzled her ear. "I want to go on record that I was not in favor of putting on clothing, especially when all I can think about is taking yours off.

...She did what she should never have done. For a second time, she drew close, took hold of his shoulders, and gave him a kiss, only this time on the ...cheek.His mouth curved up wickedly, his eyes showing the same heated expression, right before he slipped his arms around her and pulled her tight against his body -- his already aroused body -- and kissed her. Hot, hard, in charge, possessive, filled with want and need and so much more.

Besides,” he said, clomping down the centuries-old stone steps, “she won’t last that long. Once she sees all those sharp swords and dirks, and all that fighting and mayhem, she’ll turn around and leave, realizing she really didn’t want to stay her after all.

I promised Ian’s wife, Julia, that I would video record Ian if I could and email the recording to her later.” Lachlan drew in an audible breath, and she couldn’t tell whether he was amused or worried. “You know Ian’s wife?