Butch O'Neal személy

J. R. Ward: Éjsötét szerető
J. R. Ward: Síron túli szerető
J. R. Ward: Megsebzett szerető
J. R. Ward: Életre keltett szerető
J. R. Ward: Feloldozott szerető
J. R. Ward: Megváltott szerető
J. R. Ward: Dark Lover
J. R. Ward: Lover Revealed
J. R. Ward: Lover Unbound
J. R. Ward: Beavatás
J. R. Ward: Megbosszult szerető
J. R. Ward: Halhatatlan szerető
J. R. Ward: Felszabadított szerető
J. R. Ward: The King
J. R. Ward: Végre szeretők
J. R. Ward: Blood Kiss
J. R. Ward: The Beast
J. R. Ward: Az Árnyékok
J. R. Ward: The Chosen
J. R. Ward: Blood Truth
J. R. Ward: The Sinner
J. R. Ward: A tolvaj
J. R. Ward: Lover Unveiled
J. R. Ward: The Wolf
J. R. Ward: The Viper
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Butch és Marissa

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Butch

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Korábban: bűnügyi nyomozó.
Majd: a Fekete Tőr Testvériség tagja.
Wrath fiának, Wrath-nak leszármazottja.
Marissa parancsolója.


Idézetek

loveQhuay>!

“I love you,” he said as he wrapped his arms around her. “God, I love you.”

Leaning away a little, she smiled and traced her fingertips over his face. She wanted to say those sacred words back to him, but somehow they didn’t go far enough.
So she said the one thing that would mean even more to him. “Oh, honey . . . go, Sox.”

Throwing his head back, Butch laughed so hard the sound rattled the glass door of the office. And as she smiled back at him, she thought, Yup, I love you could be said in many different combinations, couldn’t it.

309. oldal

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Butch O'Neal · Marissa
loveQhuay>!

Turning, Butch looked up and—

Enagbu jioa kdf ahtaj; fjjkd powkl.

Or something to that effect.

Gone was his beautiful princess in the designer clothes. In her place was . . . a freaky-deaky erotic sexpot wearing shrink-wrapped black latex from her mile-high stilettos all the way up and over her head. The only thing that marked her identity? The long blond ponytail that came out of a hole in the top of the full-body/facial suit, those golden waves swinging free.

320. oldal

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Butch O'Neal · Marissa
loveQhuay>!

Vigyázat! Felnőtt tartalom.

There was a woman with her legs spread underneath it, and the machine was penetrating her with . . .

Looking away, she found a male squeezed into a Lucite box, his naked body contorted, one side open so that people could . . .

Shifting her eyes elsewhere, she saw a row of exam tables, people in latex bodysuits just like hers strapped to them one after another in contorted positions, sexual organs exposed for the consumption of lines of anonymous strangers.

Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, they were in a sex club. Yup.

333. oldal

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Butch O'Neal
loveQhuay>!

V’s power was a curse in the wrong context, but a miracle as it was used now—because it was going to drain the evil out of her mate, rescuing him, making him strong in a way that only Vishous could.

She had never resented the connection the two had, had never been jealous that another provided something so necessary to the one she loved. She was just grateful there was a way to keep Butch from dying.
Ever since the Omega had abducted him and infected him, he’d had the ability to consume slayers, destroy them in a way that “killing” them did not: Butch’s consumption of their essence was a one-way ticket out of the universe.

360. oldal

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Butch O'Neal · Marissa · Vishous
Nüx_Játékterme IP>!

Boo lifted his back and hissed.
„Pleased to meet you, Panther Boy.” Butch's deep drawl seemed totally out of place in her apartment.

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Boo · Butch O'Neal