J.R.Ward

Yeah, okay, so he wasn’t exactly Hallmark-card material. But he could pull off some romance. Couldn’t he?

“God, Beth, I think I wanted it to be you. In spite of the fact that I’m not going to be around for long after your change.” He shook his head. “Man, I am one stupid SOB.”

“Damn it, don’t you die!” Candles flared in the room. “I love you, damn you! Goddamn you, don’t you let go!”