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1 " Ask your questions.” “Do you bathe in blood like that countess?” “No.” “Burn at the touch of holy water?” “I’d demonstrate an ability to gargle it, but who wants to even touch the stuff given people are constantly sticking their dirty hands in it? "
― Eve Langlais , When a Lioness Pounces (A Lion's Pride, #6)
2 " The aroma made her taste buds water. Wanna take a bite. “Go ahead.” He bared his throat. “Have a nibble.” The invitation was less freaky than the fact that—HE READ MY FUCKING MIND! "
3 " Fingers crossed, she held them in front of her as a ward. “Get out of my head, vile creature.” “Excuse me?” “Be gone, oh stealer of souls. You shan’t have my body or my blood.” Okay, maybe he could have her body, but she was keeping her blood in her veins, thank you very much. "
4 " Admiring the view?” “Wondering what’s hidden underneath.” She held out her hand and let her fingers curl around the stem of the wineglass. “I could strip to show you, but why ruin the mystery? You’ll just have to leave wondering. "
5 " Don’t forget to check him for a tail when you get him to strip.” He didn’t sputter his wine, but it was close. “A tail?” She waved a hand, utter negligence at its finest. “Some of the wagers going around claim that you’re the devil. But I’ve seen your ass. It’s too fine to be hiding a tail.” “Thank you, I think.” “Thank me later when I’ve groped it to be sure. "
6 " You’re a fucking lunatic,” Charlemagne remarked. “What are you talking about? I am perfectly sane. Three out of five doctors say so.” “What about the other two?” “They were scared of me. "