• Tate grabbed me, hugging me so hard, I knew I'd have bruises. He was probably unaware of it, not having had much time to get used to his new strength. I pushed at him, "'re squeezing me too hard." He let go of me so fast I almost staggered. "Oh Christ, I can't do anything right!

    Jeaniene Frost (2010). “At Grave's End: A Night Huntress Novel”, p.49, Hachette UK