« Tu es venu me chercher”, dit-elle en le prenant brusquement dans ses bras.
“Je suis désolé pour ce que j'ai dit”, dit-il en la serrant fortement contre lui, rêvant de ne jamais la laisser partir. “Je t'aime du plus profond de mon être.”
“Je t'aime, moi aussi”, dit-elle. “Je suis désolée.”
Il se recula et lui caressa les cheveux en la regardant dans les yeux. Elle se leva sur la pointe des pieds et tira le derrière de sa tête pour que leurs lèvres se rencontrent. Il l'embrassa passionnément en mettant tout ce qu'il avait, toute son envie et tout son regret, dans ce baiser. Elle avait les lèvres douces et il savait qu'ils étaient destinés à vivre ensemble. »

« Tu es venu me chercher”, dit-elle en le prenant brusquement dans ses bras.
“Je suis désolé pour ce que j'ai dit”, dit-il en la serrant fortement contre lui, rêvant de ne jamais la laisser partir. “Je t'aime du plus profond de mon être.”
“Je t'aime, moi aussi”, dit-elle. “Je suis désolée.”
Il se recula et lui caressa les cheveux en la regardant dans les yeux. Elle se leva sur la pointe des pieds et tira le derrière de sa tête pour que leurs lèvres se rencontrent. Il l'embrassa passionnément en mettant tout ce qu'il avait, toute son envie et tout son regret, dans ce baiser.  Elle avait les lèvres douces et il savait qu'ils étaient destinés à vivre ensemble. »

Extrait de: Morgan Rice. « Esclave, Guerrière, Reine ('De Couronnes et de Gloire', Tome 1). »

Extrait de: Morgan Rice. « Esclave, Guerrière, Reine ('De Couronnes et de Gloire', Tome 1). » iBooks.

« I hum in appreciation, pleasantly surprised by the taste. It’s a bit fishy and has mayo, I think? Weird, but it kind of works. "What is this?" I ask when I finish the mouthful, eager to try something else now. If all the food is this interesting, then I will gladly try a few more dishes.
He chuckles and takes the plate from me with a grin. "That was herring under a fur coat."
My eyes widen, and I run my tongue around my mouth, trying not to freak out. "Fur?" I ask, my voice barely a whisper. "You fed me fur?"
The few people close enough to hear my whisper look up at me with annoyed looks as if I just spat on them, but I don't care! Nik fucking fed me fur! What the hell? Who does something like that?
His laughter echoes across the balcony we're on, and a few people close by chuckle, his laughter infectious. I narrow my eyes at him, and he finally gets his laughter under enough control to speak. "Did it taste bad?" he asks, his eyes shining with barely contained mirth.
I grumble under my breath about feeding him fur, making him chuckle as I look down at the dish before me with a dubious expression. "I'm not eating that. You have severely worsened my trust issues with food. Why would you do that?"
He laughs and pulls out his communicator to show me he's on a call with someone. I cock my head, confused when he presses the communicator into my hands. I put the device to my ear warily. It doesn't take long for me to figure out who it is based on the laughter alone.
"You're such a bitch!" I growl into the phone, even as she keeps laughing. She thinks this shit is funny? Oh, I will make her pay!
"Oh come on, Mer. That was priceless! You sounded like Nik had just fed you a puppy or some shit! »

« I watch how he moves his wings as he sits, and the look of surprise on his face makes me smile.
“Comfy, isn’t it?”
“Better than the couch,” he says, and lies back. A few seconds pass before he grabs my arm and brings me back with him. My head settles on his chest and he trails his fingers up and down my spine. “You need to learn how to relax. I’ve seen many strong men drive themselves to a breaking point by trying to do it all. You’re different, Ace. Obviously not a man, but it’s so much more than that. So much has happened to you in the last two days and you haven’t hesitated once.”
“I have a few times, just not long enough for anyone to notice.”
He brushes my hair out of my eyes and smiles. “I like you, and it’d be a damn shame if anything happened before I got to know you better.”
A wave of heat goes over me, and I find myself craving his touch from last night. But more of it. "
« Same with you.” I run my fingers through his wavy blond hair. “Besides, I have so many questions. If I died now, I’d come back as a ghost and annoy the shit out of all of you.”
Thomas laughs and rests his hand on the small of my back, fingers inching toward my ass. “As long as you looked as good dead as you do alive, I won’t complain.”
Laughing, I hook my leg over his. “Your skin isn’t gray anymore.” I trace a vein with my finger on his muscular chest. He shudders from my touch, and he quickly brings his hand up, fingers wrapping around my wrist. For a split second I think I crossed a line, that my touch offended him for some reason.
And then I see the lust in his eyes.
In a sudden movement, he rolls over, moving on top of me. My heart is in my throat and heat burns between my thighs. He looks at me with such intensity it makes me squirm beneath him, and he likes it. I gently push his golden locks out of his handsome face and inhale deeply, crushing my breasts against his chest.
His wings[…] »

Extrait de: Jasmine Walt. « Cursed by Night: A Reverse Harem Urban Fantasy (Her Dark Protectors Book 1). » iBooks.