My final historical romance came out December 2005. While I enjoyed writing medieval romances, I was also dying to write something with more edge.

Everything good in there, T? Niko quipped. You need backup or anything? Bag of marshmallows to roast over that little campfire you just started?

I want to kiss you again, Tess.” “Why?” He chuckled, low under his breath. “Why? Because you’re beautiful, and because I want you. And I think you want me too.

I love you so much … I don’t want to live a single moment without you at my side.

Female, I give you fair warning: you are playing with fire" - Tegan to Elise (Midnight Awakening

I’m ready when you are, Lucan.” “Okay,” he said, shaking his head in defeat. “Let’s go get our boy.

Holy Moses on a pogo stick!!

I’m not going to leave you here to bleed my friend dry.” “If that had been my intent, they’d already be dead on the floor.

I’ll admit it to you now, and to anyone, anytime. I need you, Elise. I love you. You are mine. My woman, my mate, my beloved. My everything.

I don’t want to feel anything for you, Dante” “God, Tess. I don’t want to feel anything for you either.

Looking for me, Angel?

What if I just want to die?""Then I will be sad and disappointed that you cheated yourself out of your chance at existence. Not all of us have that opportunity, you know, to choose life.

We should not pretend to understand the world only by the intellect. The judgement of the intellect is only part of the truth.

Then they both smiled the exact same smile. Narcissism times two. Oh, get a room already.

The two World Wars came in part, like much modern literature and art, because men, whose nature is to tire of everything in turn... tired of common sense and civilization.

I made nothing happen very slowly.

If you have a block of ballistics gelatin and a high-speed camera, pretty soon somebody gets a gun!

As you ask and feel and believe, you will receive.

You might expect gravity would slow it down, but it's just expanding faster and faster

Truth is a hard deer to hunt. If you eat too much truth at once, you might die of the truth.

One half of me is yours, the other half is yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours.