White Hot Kiss

I lost myself the moment I found you.

You need something," he said, and when I stared at him, he added, "Your face." "My face?" "It's in need of my kisses.

At some point, Roth had gotten hold of my cell and replaced Zayne's name with Stony and listed his own number under Sexy Beast. What a tool

Don't be scared of Bambi" the demon said. "She's only curious and maybe a little bit hungry." The thing was named Bambi? Oh, my God, the thing stared at me like it wanted to eat me.

People with the purest souls are capable of the greatest evils.

Your life isn’t about all you can’t do. It’s about what you can do.

If i sa thank you, will you go away?" "Yes" "Thank you" I said eagerly. "I lied" "What?" I looked up at him, frowning. "That's messed up

People with the purest souls are capable of the greatest evils. No one is perfect, no matter what they are or what side they fight for.

Double crap on a cracker the size of my butt

The newcomer stood well over six feet, as tall as any Warden. His hair was dark, the color of obsidian, and it reflected blue in the dim light. Lazy locks slipped over his forehead and curled just below his ears. Brows arched over golden eyes and his cheekbones were broad and high. He was attractive. Very attractive. Mind-bendingly beautiful, actually, but the sardonic twist to his full lips chilled his beauty. The black T-shirt stretched across his chest and flat stomach. A huge tattoo of a snake curled around his forearm, the tail disappearing under his sleeve and the diamond-shaped head rested on the top of his hand. He looked my age. Total crush material—if it wasn’t for the fact that he had no soul.

When people inexplicably dissapeared into thin air, it was usually because they had a new zip code. Something like 666

You undo me. You have no idea how much you undo me.

Then I guess I'll just have to try biting again" "You wanna try?" He leaned the curve of my cheek. "Let me suggest more appropriate places. I have this piercing.

You almost got plowed by a cab. And if you want to get plowed, I will gladly volunteer my services. I promise you I’ll be a lot—” “Don’t even finish that sentence.” “It was just an offer.

Bloodied and beat up like no tomorrow, Roth grinned at me as he dropped one of the Rack demons. “You’re still hot as a stone freak.” His gaze dropped. “Maybe even hotter. Damn.

I’m okay.” Zayne staggered to his feet. “I can fight.” “I sure hope so … Because if you’re just going to lay there and bleed, you suck.

Roth heaved a long sigh. “Look. I’m so—I’m sor...” He took a deep breath, trying again. “I’m sorr...” I turned my head toward him, waiting. “You’re what? Sorry?” He looked chagrined, lips pursed. “I’m...sorr-ree.” “Oh, give me a break. You can’t say I’m sorry?” “No.” He looked me straight on, serious. “It’s not in a demon’s vocab.

He let out a growl that shook inside my chest. “Demon.” “Congrats,” Roth said tightly. “You know your species. Want a cookie?

I...can’t believe you have kittens.” I wiggled my fingers and the little guy strained to reach them. “What’re their names?” Roth snorted. “That one is Fury. The white one is Nitro and the black one is named Thor.” “What? You called these cuties something like that, but named a giant snake Bambi?” He bent forward, placing a kiss on my shoulder. It was so fast I wasn’t sure he’d actually done it. “There’s sweetness in evil,” he said. “And remember, looks can be deceiving.

Some girl named Eva has him convinced that you put out after one beer." "What?" My voice was as shrill as the ringing tardy bell "I personally don't believe it" he went on blithely, "and I have a Porsche. Not as much leg room as a Beamer, but so much hotter, I'm told.

I’m a demon, Layla. What I see in your eyes and what I sense from your body is something I will take. Make no mistake. I’ll give you one chance. Close your eyes, and I’ll let this go.” I felt weak under his consuming stare, but I didn’t close my eyes. “Layla.” He said my name as if it hurt him. And then he kissed me.

You always seemed lonely. Even when you were with your friends, you were lonely.” My chest spasmed. “And you…you’re lonely?” “What do you think?” He shifted so that one leg was between mine. “But it doesn’t really matter. I’m not lonely right now. Neither are you.

Free will, huh? Damn. It is a bitch.’ And then he smiled-he smiled-at me, a real smile, revealing those deep dimples. ‘I lost myself the moment I found you.

Well, aren’t you special. Cocky much?” “I’m all kinds of special, but you know that.

Just remember, you can only be young and dumb once. And that is a fine specimen to be young and dumb with.

If I say thank you will you go away?" "Yes." "Thank you." "I lied.

I started to respond, but Bambi slithered up and placed its horse-sized head on my shoulder. Every muscle in my body locked up and I squeezed my eyes shut. There was a puff of air, stirring the hair along my temple. Bambi’s forked tongue shot out, tickling the side of my neck. “Hey, look, Bambi likes you.” I pried one eye open. “And if she didn’t?” “Oh, you’d know, ’cause she would’ve eaten you by now.” Armentrout, Jennifer L. (2014-03-01). White Hot Kiss (The Dark Elements Book 1) (p. 255). Harlequin. Kindle Edition.

trusted you.” “I know.” His hand landed on mine and squeezed gently. “I was pissed—part of me