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374 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published November 1, 2007
“I'm saying that I'm a moody, insecure, narrow-minded, jealous, borderline homicidal bitch, and I want you to promise me that you're okay with that, because it's who I am, and you're what I need.”
“Sonofabitch!” I shouted. Great, that was going to leave a mark. There’d be a bruise the size of my stupidity”
"You were so nervous, you kept blushing. Never had someone try to stake me who blushed so much.”
“Are you telling me bloody caramel apples and books taught you how to kill vampires? Is that what you’re saying? Well good thing most of the recent generations are nearly illiterate or we’d all be in serious trouble. Blimey!”
“Lucifer’s bouncing balls, Kitten, not again!" Uh-oh. I squirmed, instinctively also trying to block Tony’s body from his view. As if that made him any less dead.”
“I love you.”
My mouth fell open and my mind briefly cleared of thought. Then I found my voice.“No, you don’t.”
He let out a snort and dropped his hand. “You know, pet, that is one truly annoying habit you have, telling me what I do and do not feel”
"Kitten, you still haven’t told her? Blimey, what are you waiting for?”
“The Second Coming of Christ!” I snapped. “And not a moment sooner! Here, in the closet!”
“I’m sorry!” he choked, making it worse by trying to talk. More coffee emerged, spraying me in the face. His eyes bugged in horror, but I laughed so hard at seeing him leak like a thermos with holes that I started to hiccup.”
“My eyes narrowed as I considered my options. One: Put a stake through his heart. Appealing, but morally incorrect”
CAT:
"You're not a woman. You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!"
"If you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you…"
"There's only one way to fight, and that's dirty. Clean gentlemanly fighting will get you nowhere but dead, and fast. Take every cheap shot, every low blow, absolutely kick people when they're down, and maybe you'll be the one who walks away."
Cat is a sexy, kick-ass half-human/half-vampire determined to kill vampires…after all her mother was raped by an evil vampire, aka her father.![]()
“I'm saying that I'm a moody, insecure, narrow-minded, jealous, borderline homicidal bitch, and I want you to promise me that you're okay with that, because it's who I am, and you're what I need.”
Bones is a sexy ancient vampire, slayer of evil vampires with a fab English accent…yes, he’s British!!!! And GORGEOUS!!!!!![]()
I absolutely loved the humor and the interaction and dialogue between Cat & Bones is …let’s just say…TO DIE FOR!!! A love story…ooh I love it….![]()
“Cat, hmmm? From where I sit you look more like a Kitten." My head jerked around and I shot him an annoyed look. Oh, I was going to enjoy this, all right. "It's Cat," I repeated firmly. "Cat Raven." "Whatever you say, Kitten Tweedy.”
A great blend of supernatural and urban fantasy world building – sexy, dark, romantic, witty, action filled plot, filled with fantastic characters…those male vampires..YUM…..imgsrc=”![]()
“I thawt I thaw a putty tat.”
“Tell me why you registered for college?” I asked in amusement.
She nodded pointedly at an attractive male who passed by us.
“The boys. This place is crawling with them. It’s like an all-you-can-eat buffet!”
“Do you think I’m pretty?” I heard myself ask.
Something I couldn’t name flashed across his face.
“No. I don’t think you’re pretty. I think you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”
“Liar,” I breathed.
“If you run from me, I’ll chase you. And I’ll find you.”
“I’m a moody, insecure, narrow-minded, jealous, borderline-homicidal bitch, and I want you to promise me that you’re okay with that, because it’s who I am and you’re what I need.”
“I can’t just let us go our separate ways, Kitten, because I am in love with you. I love you.”
“You're not a woman," he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!”
“You know, pet, that is one truly annoying habit you have, telling me what I do and do not feel. After living for over two hundred and forty-one years, I think I know my own mind.”
“If you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you....”
⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*Kitten*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
The first rays of dawn pierced the sky. I looked at them with regret. “Sun’s coming up.”
“So it is.”
He pulled me to him again and kissed me with such fervor that I gasped. There was no mistaking the demand of his mouth or the feel of his body.
“But it’s dawn!” I said in astonishment.
Bones let out a low laugh. “Really, luv, how dead do you think I am…?”
He lifted me in his arms. “Bones,” I sighed. “Know something? I’m not afraid of you, but you scare me….” His outline blurred again.
“You scare me, too, Kitten,” he might have replied, but I couldn’t be sure. It was all black again.
I learned to keep things to myself and hide my differences. To everyone else, I was just weird. Friendless. Liked to wander around at strange hours and had odd pale skin. Even my grandparents didn’t know what was in me, but then again, neither did those I hunted.
There was a pattern to my weekends now. I went to any of the clubs within a three-hour drive to look for some action. Not the kind the good sheriff thought I was into, but another brand. I’d drink like a fish and wait to be picked up by that special someone. One I hoped I could end up planting in the backyard, if I didn’t get killed first. I’d been doing this for six years now. Maybe I had a death wish. Funny, really, since technically I was half dead.