He stepped into her line of sight and brushed the robe aside to press a tender kiss on her scarred breast. “They are part of you. I think you are beautiful with them.”“I’m not perfect like other shifters.”“I don’t want perfect because it doesn’t exist in any species.

— Lia Davis

His eyes narrowed to slits. Power passed over her, intensifying her desire for him. She moaned and rotated her hips against him. “What will you do with me now?

— Lia Davis

His hand came out and captured her by the chin. She froze, finding it hard to breathe as he gently raised her face to meet his gaze.

— Lia Davis

His hand cupped her cheek as he lowered his head to hers. Just before their lips touched, a light knock sounded on the door.

— Lia Davis

His power reached out to her like physical touch of a lover, sending tingles over her skin. His sculptured body moved in a sensual, yet deadly manner. Her hands itched to touch him, to feel his warm skin under her palms. She closed her eyes to stop the urge to go to him, shivered, and cursed her body for responding to him.

— Lia Davis

I felt the pull toward you the first time we met.

— Lia Davis

In the next instance Graham claimed her lips in a demanding, yet gentle kiss

— Lia Davis

Lifting his gaze to Graham, he reached over and cupped his cheek. "I'm not much on sharing emotions and crap.

— Lia Davis

She sagged against the wall, finding it hard to breathe. It wasn’t from fear. Gods, she hadn’t been that turned on in years. If that was her punishment, she was going to be lippy a little more often

— Lia Davis

She was the one person he’d hoped to avoid as much as possible when he’d taken his place as Sheriff of Danville. It wasn’t that he disliked her, that was the problem. Despite his better judgment and a glutton for punishment, he still cared too damn much for the woman.

— Lia Davis