Tina St. John
Tina St. John
Tina St. John, is an award-winning author of historical and paranormal romance novels. As Tina St. John she wrote seven historical romances, and under the pseudonym Lara Adrian she currently writes the New York Times and #1 internationally bestselling Midnight Breed vampire series of parnanormal romances, published by Random House Books...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
CountryUnited States of America
long together wrecks
I have to go to her, Lucan. For my own sanity, if nothing else. If I stay here, I'm not sure what good I'd be, to tell you the truth. She's the only thing that's held me together in a very long time. I'm a wreck for this woman, my friend. She owns me now." - Rio
regret eternity i-can
You just promised me eternity, you know. I can make you live to regret it.
eye forever mind
When I look into your eyes, one word leaps to my mind every time: Forever.
pain guilt pounds
She wanted to feel him pound away her fears, a hammer to smash through all her guilt and pain and emptiness.
hunting knives three
Used titanium hunting knife: sixty-three dollars. Value: priceless.
santa want red
Santa Claus has already been here and everything. Want to see what he brought for you?" "Is it a big present?" "Very big." "With a big red bow on it?
love-you helping yeah
Do I love you? Yeah, God help you, but I do
thinking feelings mouths
Look at me Elise. Tell me what you think I’m feeling,” he murmured, then bent his head to hers and pressed his mouth to her parted lips.
angel
Looking for me, Angel?
want feels tess
I don’t want to feel anything for you, Dante” “God, Tess. I don’t want to feel anything for you either.
dry ifs my-friends
I’m not going to leave you here to bleed my friend dry.” “If that had been my intent, they’d already be dead on the floor.
jesus blow quiet
Jesus," Dante interjected when the heavy quiet in the vehicle seemed endless. "All this touchy feely is making me itchy to kill something. How about we quit jerking each other off and go blow the roof off this mutha?
faces chins ifs
Jenna.” Brock stroked the underside of her chin very gently, lifting her face up toward his. “Would it be all right if I kissed you?
sticks pogo-sticks holy
Holy Moses on a pogo stick!!