“Jack glanced toward the dressing room, not believing that all the time he had been with her, she had been half-naked…”
— Terry Spear
“My brothers and I love A Christmas Story. It reminds us of ourselves when we were that age.” “Your father didn’t want to give you a BB shotgun because you might shoot your eye out?”
— Terry Spear
“Laurel returned to CJ’s bedroom. “Do you want me to remove your clothes?” “Hell, yeah,” he said, and the growly expression immediately vanished.”
— Terry Spear
“I forgot that Mark and Brian are gardening for you now. “You’re the master gardener. So you are in charge of them. But as a dragon-shifter, I want to do what you do. Ena smiled. You want to earn the kind of treasure that I do. But you would have to learn the trade. Right! You can be my teacher. I need to earn my own way if I’m going to court you. How will I ever be able to buy you the most extravagant gifts when I am still trying to pay off my boots and other clothes?”
— Terry Spear
“Play with fire and you WILL get burned.”
— Terry Spear
“Ena wore black because she knew it could stir panic in the hearts of mankind. Black gave the impression of power and authority. Could anyone imagine how Ena could strike terror in the hearts of any person if she was wearing… pink, for instance? Or sunshiny yellow?”
— Terry Spear
“He is dangerous,” Alton said, his voice rough.She parted her lips to refute his claim. His heated gaze studied her mouth.For a moment, she thought he wanted to kiss her. At the dining table. In front of her brother. Cook, who had just entered the dining hall with a tray full of fresh sourdough rolls. And one human prisoner. For one insane moment, she wanted him to. Kiss her.”
— Terry Spear
“Cassie was not a screamer! She didn’t scream at football games or on rollercoaster rides or at scary horror movies. Not that rollercoaster rides and scary movies didn’t make her want to. But she just controlled the urge. Always. So she didn’t even realize that was her screaming at the top of her lungs for a second or two.”
— Terry Spear
“Cassie – She loved reading romances – contemporary stuff. She wasn’t into fantasy. No fairytale princess and prince stories. No vampires. No werewolves. No immortal fae.”
— Terry Spear
“He smiled at her as Julia threw a snowball at Calla that missed her by a mile. Grinning, Calla quickly armed herself and threw one at Julia; only it missed her too and hit Guthrie in the crotch. Good thing it was soft snow. He grinned and wiped off the snow, slowly, deliberately, wolfishly.Calla looked like she could burst into flames, she was so red faced. He started laughing.”
— Terry Spear
“Guthrie turned to see who his attacker was. And smiled when he caught her eye.He had the most devilishly wolfish look about him — a mixture of impending payback with a snowball and something a wee bit more intimate, like a tackle in the snow. But he wouldn’t. Not in front of his clansmen. Not when they weren’t courting. At least, she hoped not.”
— Terry Spear
“Can you handle it?” “Hell yeah.” “I mean…” Tom glanced around the tavern where pack members filled nearly every chair at the wooden tables. The room was humming with conversation. He leaned forward. “Because of the ghosts.” “That don’t exist.” “Right.” “Yeah, I can handle it.”
— Terry Spear
“You can’t fault me for ensuring it’s in working order… what if I hadn’t used it and from this use it had fallen off?”
— Terry Spear
“You need to wear less clothing, lass.”
— Terry Spear
“It is real, Lass…. You are mine as I am yours.”
— Terry Spear
“Dear Elizabeth, you cannot know how much joy you bring to my heart…”
— Terry Spear
“Every bit of you, Lass, that’s what I want…”
— Terry Spear
“She is beautiful, soft hair nearly midnight in color, large eyes nearly as dark, and ivory skin like the petals of the lily, and she wore a fragrance of jasmine. But ’tis her willfulness that I enjoyed the most. And her resourcefulness.”
— Terry Spear
“King Tiernan scowled at the mess his father had gotten him into…all because the heartless man had to die. Hawk fae kings were to immediately marry as soon as they were seated on the throne and a suitable bride could be found…Legend had it that the queen always met an early death – ordered by the king himself, although it was said that a secret order of assassins was given the task. Why? Because two sons or a son and a daughter could fight over ruling the kingdom. Civil war could ensue. So best to ensure the queen only had one offspring. And then, she no longer was needed.”
— Terry Spear
“You are sitting in my chair, my lord.” She said the words very civilly, she thought. Although he quirked a brow and lowered his chin as if giving her one of those looks. Like really? In a way that wasn’t a question. She was telling a fae king, a hawk fae king, and a guest of the dark fae, that he should be sitting in her seat? But she didn’t stop there. “You may sit there if it pleases you.” She pointed to Micala’s seat since he was not at the meal. Her mother’s mouth gaped and for once she didn’t have an immediate rebuke ready for Ritasia. The king gave Ritasia such a sinister smile, she was afraid she might have gone a little too far with her first encounter with him. She quickly remembered her manners, curtseyed, though, because she wasn’t wearing a gown, she thought she looked a little ridiculous, then looked back up at him.”
— Terry Spear
“You said the demon’s signature is faint. I may be able to heal her if she’s been injured.”“Not in your present state, you said.”She scowled at him. “I won’t let you back into my uncle’s home.”“Then I can’t protect you if the Baltimore demon comes for you.”She folded her arms.Hunter’s jaw tightened. “All right. I’ll call you.” He snorted under his breath. “You’re a Kubiteron and I’m a Matusa. That means you’re to obey me.”“You mean, ‘You, Matusa, me, Kubiteron?’ No way, Tarzan. Go beat on your chest before some other lesser demon.”Jared quickly hid a smile.Hunter’s face turned dark. She gave him a quirky smile, then vanished.”
— Terry Spear
“She didn’t want to talk about his nonsensical fairy stuff. “That’s because you can’t take me there. You’re not capable of it. Because it doesn’t exist.”
— Terry Spear
“Oh, sure,” Cassie said. “Take me to your faery world. I’ve always wanted to see Tinker Bell.” Not. She’d had to watch the movie when she was a kid because her parents had thought she should enjoy some fantasy stories in her early years. What sane kid wanted to be a child forever? Being older had lots more perks.”
— Terry Spear
“I guess I’ll wake up tomorrow and find I’m not in Kansas anymore.””You’re from Kansas?” Most of Kansas was not a lion fae territory. She’d heard the cobra fae loved to go there, however.”
— Terry Spear
“Well, than that solves it. I’m not a faery, so I’ll just go back to sleep, and you won’t come to see me anymore.” It nearly killed her to say it even in a dream.”I can’t let you go,” Micala said, shaking his head. “I can’t. And I won’t.”That’s what she wanted to hear.”
— Terry Spear
“Cassie spoke up, “He is like Peter Pan and the Lost Boys.” …Tameron said “No one is lost here. And we have just as many girls, well, maybe not as many as we have boys, but a fair amount. Who is this Peter Pan you speak of? A hero?” he asked Cassie.Alicia spoke up then … “He led a group of boys in a world of adventure on an island paradise.”Tameron looked at Cassie to see if she agreed. She smiled and nodded.”This Peter Pan was real?” he asked.”No, he was a fairy… uhm, tale,” Cassie said.Tameron smiled. “I like the idea. I’ll have to read it sometime…”
— Terry Spear
“Alicia’s sweet friend, Cassie, who never thought of anyone as being a stranger, rushed up to Halloran and kneed him in the groin. The big bad dragon shifter cried out, clutched his crotch, and fell to his knees. Cassie grabbed Alicia’s arm and ran with her toward the back of the keep. Alicia glanced over her shoulder and couldn’t believe her human friend had dropped the dragon fae.”
— Terry Spear
“For now, he wanted to help Ena escape the dragon fae king’s wrath. As soon as Prince Grotto learned what she was about to do in the worst way. The reason she was in this mess was because Brett had helped take Princess Alicia prisoner. As Alicia’s reward for saving the Princess, Alicia’s grandfather had declared that Ena would wed Alicia’s cousin. He was a dangerous dragon fae. Sure Ena would become a Princess if she were to wed Prince Grotto. Brett also knew that the fae intended to use her for her special skills and terminate her when she proved useless. Brett wasn’t sure how to help Ena move her gold and staff to somewhere safe. Hopefully, in the Hawk Fae kingdom. They didn’t have U-Haul trucks in the fae world. She was a dragon and that meant she wasn’t leaving without her horde of treasure.”
— Terry Spear
“Do you think I could win?” “It matter not what I believe. Only what you believe.” Maracose’s comment made Brett think of the Jedi master, Yoda, in Star Wars. But he was determined to win and would try, no, not just try, but he think only positively about the outcome. He would survive the trials.”
— Terry Spear
“They are here to help pack the gold, mistress. The women wouldn’t be able to do it quickly enough , but I reverently ask that you don’t tell them I said so. The last time I said anything about Cook’s culinary arts, I ate burned food for a week and when I said anything to your lady’s maid about how she should do more to help to help you, she put double of starch into my sheets when she ironed them…. She scorched a hole in the sheets at the foot of the bed and my toes got caught in it in the middle of the night.”
— Terry Spear