Annette Curtis Klause

«Why me?" she asked, holding on to him.»

Annette Curtis Klause


«The Amoeba?" she asked Aiden.»

Annette Curtis Klause


«Puck shook her head ruefully. "We haven't even solved the first problem, and I'm worrying about the next one. I must be an idiot."»

Annette Curtis Klause


«He was raw and sharp and rich and throbbing with life. He was sweet blood after a long hunt. How could she have mistaken Aiden's kisses for this? They had been delicious and smooth like the brief comfort of chocolate, but they had never been enough.»

Annette Curtis Klause


«Gabriel pulled her over his body to lie on the bed beside him. His kisses pressed her down into the oblivion of the mattress as her hands explored his chest, his shoulders, his face.»

Annette Curtis Klause