Talon's boys are more violent than most of them.
What do you have as far as sources in Talon's gang?
His tone made her want to crawl back into the tub and remain Talon's slave forever.
She was in a car with one of Talon's men, her crumpled body at an awkward angle jammed in the small area between the backseat and the driver's seat.
She felt the poison in Talon's blood, but whatever poison ran in the devil's body was inseparable from him.
Still, a life of betrayal with Aaron was nothing compared to a life as Talon's slave!
"Apparently Talon's telling folks he's being crowned the next Black God," Toni said with a grin.
Even his hands were muscular, and she couldn't help comparing his light touch to Talon's brutal grip.
It wasn't the same type of scrutiny as Talon's feral, maniacal look.
Panic stirred as she recalled what his men had done at Talon's stash house.
Talon's work on her arms pissed him off, but he hadn't considered the wounds were as recent as yesterday.
Jonny was once again a human, albeit one that deserved a beating for dragging a sister as sweet and innocent as Bianca into Talon's grip.
Talon's goons were coming for the kid.
He turned, irritated to see Bianca held by the neck by one of Talon's vamps.
Talon's men turn them into killers who take the lives of the innocent.
She'd been through hell at Talon's hands.
Talon's renting out a country club between here and Pembroke Pines, Toni responded.
Allegedly, Talon's been given demigod status.
So, it looks like Talon's goons took our pig and injected it with something to turn it into a vamp.
Jenn's been puttin' the hurt on her sources for info on Talon's plans.
Talon's an idiot, but he's getting help from someone else.
The dreams got worse, and then I went to Talon's one night.
She'd only seen men built like that in Dusty's organization and Talon's gang.
Startled, Bianca turned to face the doorway, recognizing the petite blonde woman who saved her from Dusty's bullet in Talon's garage.
I meant, you may need it to fight Talon's goons soon.
Talon's a no-show though.
Talon's jaw was lax, his eyes wide.
Talon's gonna kill me before long.
Talon's flush grew darker beneath the red of exertion on his face.
Dusty studied the scenes on the screens of his command center, agitated by the weather hindering their ability to deal with Talon's vamps.
They appeared in the conference hall, whose seats were filling with vamps eager to see Talon's show.
Whatever was in the hallway distracted Dusty again, and red splashed across his forearm as Talon's blow grazed him.
She rushed forward, screaming when Talon's dagger fell twice, thrice, five times.
Talon's strikes had torn Jonny's chest and abdomen open.