The Dagger and the Flame Audiobook
Narrated by Freddy Carter
Freddy Carter fans, if you haven’t already, you should listen to the audiobook for “Dagger and the Flame” written by Chatherine Doyle. Freddy narrates half of it and honestly you can just skip to those chapters. The story’s a little cheesy, but somehow everything Freddy says sounds sexy. And you get to hear him say all of the following:
(3:35) That little spitfire was going to regret this.
(3:35) Scream her name til his throat went raw. Pin her. Kill her. Make her suffer this time. Make her beg. (This one!!! How he says it. Oh god, I’ll beg for you. On my fucking knees.)
(21:00) The shock on her face quickly blooming into horror. He almost felt sorry for her. But this was war and she had drawn first blood. He had 36 stitches in his side to prove it. So he dragged a finger across his throat and mouthed, “I’m going to fucking kill you”.
(3:00) His thoughts returned to it, to what she could do for him. If she’d only stop running. But then, perhaps she was smart enough to know that once she surrendered what he wanted from her, she was dead anyway. Seraphine, he was not yet done with her.
(1:35) Threatening Seraphine was his job.
(1:05 ) “Don’t make me drag you back to me”. She spun around. Wild eyed and breathless, beautiful. Fuck.
(0:30) He couldn’t stop replaying those final aching moments. The gentle caress of her hand against his cheek. How her trembling breath had feathered his skin. Her mouth so close he could almost taste her. He would not sleep easy tonight, or perhaps ever again.
(10:50) Or perhaps his unwillingness to harm her was born of something far simpler, something far more dangerous. Perhaps beneath the logic of it all, Lisette was right. He did want her. He wanted to take her more than he wanted to kill her. It was all he could do to not think about kissing her. Tasting the fire of her just to see what it would do to him, what she would do to him. Ransom had been fighting for his life for as long as he could remember yet somehow he felt most alive when he was standing in the glaring spotlight of that bronze flecked gaze and sustaining insults from that sharp lashing tongue. Seraphine was a spitfire and ransom wanted to burn.
(3:15) Seraphine and that smart mouth, he tried not to think about claiming it.
(4:10) Ruthless. She was teasing him, tilting the whole damn game. And he liked her even more for it.
(Start) His self control hanging by a single fraying thread. Heat flooded his veins and pounded in his chest telling him to turn around, to go back and take Seraphine Martian in that damn pew. To slide his fingers through her hair, crush his lips against hers and finish what they started in the shadows of that church.
(10:45) She quirked an eyebrow, a smirk dancing along her lips. Irritating, beautiful, he truly was in hell.
(15:50) Ranson stilled at the sight of her bare midriff. A familiar heat roared in his blood.
(Start) He watched Seraphine run away from him with a curious mixture of longing and relief. Their flirting had always felt like a dangerous game. But that kiss, that heat. There had been nothing playful about that. The press of her tongue against his and her ragged moans in his mouth had unravelled something deep and primal inside him. His sense of caution had gone up in smoke. Hell he would have spun her back into the crypt and finished what they started in the tunnel if she hadn't pulled away when she did.
(1:45) That she was reckless and beautiful in equal measure. That she kissed like it was her last gasp on earth and moaned like a song.
(Start) Ransom caught Seraphine before she hit the cobblestones. She flopped like a doll in his arms. Her cheeks still pink from the rush of her climax, her lips swollen from his kiss.
(3:10) He braced a hand against her chest. Kneeling on either side of her legs and pinning her hips with his own. He ignored the rushing urge to slam his lips against hers and wrench one more moan from those perfect lips.
Enjoy my lovelies. Hope this inspires some nice fantasies for you, I know it did for me.
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