“This is just a phase, right? This whole bloodlust thing?”
Isabelle Rowan“All I'm saying is that there is more to life than the main story. Check out the notes in the margins because maybe they're even more important.”
Isabelle Rowan“We are all monsters.”
Isabelle Rowan, Ink“What exactly is it you want?”
Isabelle Rowan, Ink“Even when it wasn’t visible, Dominic could smell the newly broken skin. It sent a wave of hunger through him, but he ignored it. Not tonight; tonight was for other pleasures.”
Isabelle Rowan, Ink“We are also creatures of romance. Books love to portray us as the mysterious visitor in the night that you invite into your bedroom and then your bed.”
Isabelle Rowan, Ink“... Hoping like hell she was wrong about Dominic, and he was just a secretive man with a strange skin disorder.”
Isabelle Rowan, Ink“Get past the hard-on, and you could feel him. I mean really feel him.”
Isabelle Rowan, Ink“This is just a phase, right? This whole bloodlust thing?”
Isabelle Rowan, Ink“Leaning his forehead against Michael's, Dominic admitted, "I didn't dance then. I think I was waiting for you.”
Isabelle Rowan, Ink