Would Eric enjoy being a Sooner? As I navigated through Shreveport, I wondered if Oklahoma vampires wore cowboy boots and knew all the songs from the musical.
Why don't they just take him out? I asked. I'm not politically minded, as I guess you can tell. Mr. Cataliades was smiling at me. So direct, so classic, he said. So American.
When you've been really beaten, you realize that you are just an envelope of skin, an easily penetrated envelope that holds together a lot of fluids and some rigid structures, which in their turn can...
What pretty nail polish,' Eric said, smiling. [...] Trust Eric to pick out the one thing that was new and different about me.
What I think I'll do,' Alcide said, 'is I'll do my best to yank Debbie from my roots. And then I'll turn up at your doorstep, one day when you least expect it, and I'll hope by then you will have give...
Well, well, now, let’s see about you, Miss Teagarden, the lawyer said jovially when we were alone. Where’s that file? Gosh-a-Moses, it’s somewhere in this mess here! Much rummaging among the papers on...
Weirdly, strangely—wonderfully—he knew this was the moment he was touching the bottom, and he understood that from now on, however gradually, he would begin to heal.
Weird doesn’t equal morally bankrupt.
Was this a bad thing for a Christian to be doing? Probably. On the other hand, it had never occurred to me to ask the Methodist minister if he had a ritual in place to sever a blood bond between a wom...
Those words are not a magical formula. They're not going to open my heart to you.
This was the trump card male bullies played, always. I was sick of it—sick of being scared of the bogeyman’s dick.
Then was ashamed of myself. I should be happy for what I'd been given. I hoped God hadn't noticed my lapse in appreciation.
The note, which had been written on one of the pads I kept around for grocery lists, said, My lover, I came in too close to dawn to wake you, though I was tempted. Your house is full of strange men. A...
The night swelled with magic; not the beneficent kind of love-magic that sweeps couples away, but the kind of magic that rips and tears, the enchantment that creeps out of the woods and pounces.
The idea that family would not harm you was a stupid assumption of the first order.
The Rev’s house is similar to Fiji’s, but it’s older, smaller, and has only sparse grass in the little front yard. It is also in no way welcoming or charming, and he has no cat.
Tearing down is always easier than building up,
Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. She had explained that that meant that you don’t worry about tomorrow, or about things you can’t change. I
Sookie, my little bullet-suckerEric, my big bullshitter
She’s lazy. That extends to her friendships. If it’s easy to be friendly, she will be. If the wind blows the other way, her friendship will be gone. And I’m thinking the wind is blowing the other way....