I want you. I need you. For as many hours as possible, I don't want to think about anything but you.

Hades, Hera, and Hestia!" Flynn curses, pointing up.
"What in the Underworld is that?"
"A She-Dragon." Everyone turns to me, and as much as I love having four handsome men gape at me in stupefaction, right now, I could do without.

Griffin leans closer, his voice dropping to a low, suggestive rumble only I can hear. "There are things I could boast about, but I'd rather show than tell.

His tongue swirls against my skin, and I gasp. His voice rough with passion, he rasps, "You're living fire. I burn.

Maybe I'll trust him to fight my monsters while I sleep. Maybe I don't have a choice.
His voice is fierce in my ear. "You're mine now, Cat. Don't you dare die on me.

I shortened my name to Cat for a reason – as in Cataclysm.