Jeaniene Frost
Jeaniene Frost
Jeaniene Frost is an American fantasy author, known for her work on the New York Times and USA Today bestselling Night Huntress series and the Night Huntress World novels. Foreign rights for her novels have sold to nineteen different countries...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth14 June 1974
CountryUnited States of America
exit bones easy
This isn't going to be easy," I grumbled as we headed toward the exit. Bones shrugged. "Nothing worthwhile ever is.
dream bones odd
Odd that I couldn’t catch any of your dream,” Bones went on. “Normally your dreams are like background music to me.
scare might bones
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.
dragons bones hail
All hail the dragon slayer!" (Bones)
vampire want bones
He also deeply distrusts vampires, as you had guessed yourself,” Bones added. “Aside from that, all I heard was enough repetitions of ‘how many chucks could a woodchuck chuck’ to make me want to stake myself.
blue faces bones
God, Bones, you must have argued yourself blue in the face.
bones kitten
Let's go, Kitten, before you kill someone else. -Bones
bloodsuckers cat-and-bones
Where are you, bloodsuckers? Here, fangy, fangy, fangy...
vampire matter bones
That's what vampires do, Kitten. We always come for what's ours, no matter the circumstances." Bones said.
bones exorcist
You. Me. Exorcist. -Bones
qualms-about speech bones
I’d heard Bones threaten to beat someone with their own limb before, but I’d always assumed that was a figure of speech. Apparently not.
dry necks bones
You'll drain me dry, but not my neck, and you'll beg me to stop before I'm finished." -Bones
dresses bones come-up
Is that a stake, Bones, or are you just happy with my new dress?” “In this case, it’s a stake. You could always feel around for something more, though. See what comes up.
husband cat bones
Let me introduce my friend, Cat.’ The redhead, and for some reason, she looked familiar. ‘Her husband Bones’ – here Vlad smiled coolly at the short-haired brunet – ‘is not my friend.