Her hand, stretching for the doorknob, brushed against his hip, perilously close to a certain rebellious part of his anatomy. A part that, until tonight, had been ruthlessly ignored. Until tonight—until her—Niklas had nearly convinced himself that his body no longer had those needs. Unfortunately...
For a long moment, she looked so terribly lost, so wounded and confused, that he found it almost impossible not to reach for her, not to pull her into the shelter of his arms. The only thing stopping him was the knowledge that his arms would have ghosted right through her, as intangible as mist. ...
Phoebe said at last. Sebastian watched, filled with pride, as she pulled herself together. “First things first. You need to send the journal and the stone away again, wherever it is that you sent them before. We can’t risk Sïnsobar getting his hands on those.” He hadn’t ex...
Cole pursued her with undaunted, calculated determination. Alex’s resolved evasion continued with a growing sense of panic. He used the excuse of a love ballad they were working on for the next album to force her into near constant, one-on-one contact, pressing her at every available opportunity ...
After Xander’s blunt demand to hand over the relic, Kyanna had frozen him out with stony silence, retreating to her bookwork in simmering fury. Xander had stomped off to her study and slammed the door behind him. There he had remained. For three hours. Immersed in silence. To make matters worse, ...