Thea Harrison is an American novelist best known for her paranormal romance and fantasy fiction. Her stories often feature strong characters, complex relationships, and richly developed supernatural worlds. She gained recognition for her Elder Races series, which blends romance, mythology, and adventure. Harrison's writing is known for its engaging pacing, emotional depth, and imaginative world-building. She explores themes of love, power, identity, and transformation, appealing to readers who enjoy immersive fantasy narratives. Her work has contributed significantly to modern paranormal romance literature, inspiring fans with stories that combine passion, conflict, and magical elements. She continues to be a prominent voice in genre fiction, captivating readers with her creative storytelling and compelling characters.
"I'm busy, you're busy, everybody's busy. I've got a lot I want to say to you, though. 'All right, Pia told her. 'Hit me with it. 'First, I'm so sorry about what my uncle Urien did to you guys. I hate him, he killed my family, and we're going to cut off his head, and then I have to be Queen, but before that happens let's do lunch, okay?"
"She paused and unexpectedly stroked her fingers down the feathers of his neck.He froze. She couldn't know how intimate that seemed, or how sensitive he was to her touch even through the sleek covering of eagle feathers. Pleasure at being petted ran down his spine.He should say something or step away. He did neither. Instead, ever so slightly, he leaned into her touch.It was wrong of him, but his wrong button seemed to be broken, and he didn't care."
"He was the darkest of voices inside her head, the Night - kind King, and when he turned his gift of persuasion onto her, she wanted to take her soul out of her body and hand it to him."
"He groaned, 'Goddamn, you're so hot.'I know, ' she whimpered as she moved restlessly under his weight. 'I'm burning up.'At that, he had to lift his head and grin down at her. 'No, baby, ' he said gently, rocking his hips to begin moving in her. 'That wasn't what I meant. I meant, you're so hot.'Her eyebrows quirked, and dimples appeared in her cheeks as she suppressed a grin. 'Yeah, I knew that."
"With her face tilted up to his, the subtle edge of moonlight touched along the edge of one high cheekbone, the tilted edge of one eye, and those beautiful, enticing lips. Obeying an impulse he couldn't put into words, he lowered his head and covered her mouth with his."
"Been there, done that. I'm sure I've got a T - shirt somewhere to prove it."
"She had tried to imagine him as a young Gladiator in the arena. Back then he must have been as dangerous as a lean, half - starved alley cat. Now, the alley cat had long since vanished. What stood in his stead was a scarred and even more deadly lion who carried the weight of having lived for many years in his prime."
"You can have all the right reasons in the world. They don't mean shit, my friend, if what you do causes harm."
"His father read aloud, quietly, his voice steady and gentle, while he pressed a hand to Liam's delicate back, supporting his position....She realized Dragos was reading the quarterly profit percentages from a stockholders' report."
"Pinning her wrists on either side of her head, he growled telepathically, Open your legs. Hunger pulsed. God, she loved it when he got growly and autocratic. Arching in a stretch that rubbed her torso against his, she put her mouth lightly against his and whispered, 'Make me."
"The love has got to be bigger than everything else. The isolation, the separation, the danger. When the love is bigger than all of that ' you just do it. You pay the price in uncertainty and sometimes bereavement, because every moment you're together is worth the cost."
"There are plastic bags with zippers on them. I've seen them in commercials, ' Dragos said to her. He snapped his fingers, trying to remember the name. 'You put food in them.'Ziploc bags?' she asked in a cautious voice.He pointed at her. 'Yes. I want one."
"Well, dude, said Khalil, 'sometimes you just have to get over shit."
"She was the real treasure, more precious than sapphires, diamonds and gold.At the core of his ancient, cynical heart, he was an acquisitive creature, after all."
"We have to get you a haircut sometime today. You're starting to look like a sulky rock star.' 'Well, I am a rock star, ' he said, deadpan"
"There was nothing else in the entire universe, nothing but the two of them together. Her curves, his angles. Her light, his darkness. Her softness, his exquisitely aching hardness. Male. Female."