“Memories make for powerful ghosts..." I whispered.” LondonMurder MysteryJack The RipperWho Done ItWhitechapel Book:The Business of Blood Source: The Business of Blood
“Did you love me?" It was a pathetic question asked in a pathetic whisper. "Oh, Fiona," The lips he pressed against my temple were anything but ecumenical. His hand on my back drifted to my waist. "My feelings for you cannot be reduced to a single word. You are my only temptation.” LondonMurder MysteryJack The RipperWho Done ItWhitechapel Book:The Business of Blood Source: The Business of Blood
“Everyone is a whore, Fiona." I felt rather than heard when he unfolded himself from the settee. He wasn't so much a warmth or an essence behind me. But the absence of either. "We each merely offer different parts of ourselves for use, do we not? Our sex. Our blades. Our muscles. Our mind. Our time. Our souls.” LondonMurder MysterySuspense ThrillerJack The RipperWhitechapel Book:The Business of Blood Source: The Business of Blood