We can’t leave this world without leaving a lot of detritus behind. We never go out as cleanly as we come in; and even when we come in, there’s the afterbirth.
Trees had died to make these forms, and that seemed a great pity to me.
Though I was standing in front of a mirror, I wasn't really seeing my reflection. I was seeing, very clearly, that—at the moment—I was all in the world that Eric could think of as his own. I had bette...
Though I didn’t mind being by myself from time to time—in fact, I enjoyed it—I’d had a little too much of it lately. And being alone is a lot more fun if it’s optional.
Those things don’t matter. You had no control over your past,
This was an unpleasant trend. I didn’t want a lot of guys popping in and out of my bedroom. I wanted one who would stay.
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They say when one door shuts, another one opens. But they haven’t been living at my house. Most of the doors I open seem to have something scary crouched behind them, anyway.
There is nothing more wonderful than feeling head-to-toe clean after you've been filthy, having a comfortable bed with clean sheets, being able to sleep in it in safety.
Then my great-grandfather was gone before I could ask him which vampire he meant.
The worst thing about sleepless nights was the feeling of running in a hamster cage, at least mentally. The same thoughts, over and over . . .
The world seemed a bad and terrible place, all its denizens suspect, and I the lambwandering through the valley of death with a bell around my neck.
The vampire changed the music from some heavy metal thing to Sarah Mc-Lachlan’s Good Enough, which is slow, but with a beat.
The queen is ... busy, Wybert said. When she wants you in her room, the light, it will shine. He indicated a round light set in the wall to the right of the door.So I was stuck her for an indefinite t...
The god entered some women so completely that they became immortal, or very close to it. Bacchus was the god of the grape, of course, so bars are very interesting to maenads. In fact, so interesting t...
The fae were gone from America. Their departure point? Bon Temps, Louisiana. The woods behind my house.
The air was cold and wet, and if you stood still for a moment the chilling damp would creep into your bones. I could tell the temperature was taking a deep dive, and the bright sky of the morning was...
Sookie, Eric said. I didn't think he'd heard a word. Yield to me.Well, that was pretty direct.
Sookie, what have we done? And to whom?I killed a chicken. And I cooked it.
Somewhere, somewhere in this house, lurked a problem. For some reason, Jane’s legacy wasn’t entirely benevolent.