Are You Some Kind Of Mutant Human?

My Nails Dug Into His Back, And He Trailed His Lips Down The Edge Of My Chin, Down The Center Of My Neck. He Kept Going Until He Reached The Bottom Of The Dress’s V-neck. I Let Out A Small Gasp, And He Kissed All Around The Neckline, Just Enough To Tease.

Rose And Dimitri Moved Almost As One Entity, Like A Matched Pair Of Wolfes Or Lions, Both Wary And Deadly As They Studied Their Surroundings, Taking No Detail Or Person For Granted.

I’m A Succubus.” He Shook His Head. “no, You Aren’t.” “yes, I Am.” “you Aren’t.” I Was A Bit Surprised To Be Having This Conversation. “i Am Too.” “no. Succubi Are Flame-eyed And Bat-winged. Everyone Knows That. They Don’t Wear Jeans And Sweaters.

I'll Just Love You Whether You Want Me To Or Not.

You And I Have Never Liked Each Other, Rose. If I’ve Got To Kill Someone, It Might As Well Be You.