Mary King

“Trust me, I’m just as shocked as you. But damn, from the moment I scented her…” “You felt a need to find and claim her.” Chaob nodded. “I know. Still, though, I don’t think your grandfather expected us to bring back an outsider.” Acat shrugged then grinned. “Grandfather said we’d encounter our brides. We did. We’ve left the payment, and now it’s time to take them back for the ritual, whether he likes the choice or not.” “Since”
― Eve Langlais, Jungle Freakn' Bride

“Just thinking about a job I lost.” “What? Someone didn’t hire you? Why not? Don’t they know you’re the best? Did you quote them too high? Wait, was it another one of those housewife’s wanting work done on their personal plumbing?” She arched a brow suggestively. Chris choked. “You did not just accuse me of being a handyman pimp.” “If the condom fits …” “You have a foul mouth. And to think you kiss your children with it.” “According to my mates, my mouth is perfect. And there’s nothing dirty about telling the truth.” Damn”
― Eve Langlais, Already Freakn' Mated

“Don’t forget to grab some groceries too while you’re out then. I’d hate for us to go hungry. I wouldn’t mind some sausage, long and thick for me sink my teeth in. A nice juicy hunk of meat, the kind that you can slap between some toasted, yet soft in the middle buns. Ooh and some popsicles. I do so love to suck on them when I’m hot. And cream, lots of cream.” She managed not to grin as his eyes went slightly out of focus at her innuendos. Alejandro”
― Eve Langlais, Jealous And Freakn'

“pet. Out came the tongue again, trailing over her cheek to her chin and then across her lips. Oh, no way. “Gross!” she exclaimed, finding her voice. “That was so uncalled for. If you’re going to eat me, then just do it already. No need to torture me with slobber and bad breath.” She wanted to slap herself for the outburst as soon as she uttered the last syllable. So much for staying calm in the face of death. Expecting”
― Eve Langlais, Jungle Freakn' Bride