Erra’s gaze swept the crowd, taking in the archers, the Biohazard, the vans, the equipment, the audience up in the ruins nearby . . . She raised her arms to the sides. The cape slipped off her.Glossy...
Fear not the darkness Fear not the night You are not forsaken We remember you The
What is he doing here? Curran growled.He's Roland's Warlord. He's here for me. He was here for the woman who had broken his master's blade.Tough luck. You're mine.
In the crime novels, a PI is either an ex-cop or has some cop buddies who owed him a favor and who happily provided him with the department's files, while carrying on about how it could cost them thei...
For a time you can be alone and doing fine and never give a thought to living any other way and then you meet someone and suddenly you become lonely. It stabs at you, almost like a physical pain, and...
For a time you can be alone and doing fine and never give a thought to living any other way and then you meet someone and suddenly you become lonely.
Friends make the world bearable. It’s an honor of sorts. Of all the people that a person knows, they pick you to be their friend, and you try to be worthy of that friendship.
Give me some credit. Eduardo is one of our own. Finding him is all that matters. Besides, if I’d decided to pull Carver’s spine out of his body, I would’ve done it already. Can you actually do that? C...
In her rare moments of desperation, she wanted a man to look at her like she meant the world to him, and failing that, she would settle for someone who thought she was beautiful and told her
You should do the dramatic door-opening thing, I told Curran. Would you like to see me do the dramatic door-opening thing? Yes, I would. Very much. A quick smile bent his lips. We
So, how are things with you and Curran?There were times in life when I wished for supreme mental powers. Like telekinesis. Mostly, I wanted them to crush my opponents. But right now I wanted them so I...
This isn’t over! Leroy jabbed his finger at Curran. He probably meant it to look aggressive, but he was swaying on his feet. Yes, it is, Curran told him. Go before I change my mind.
Ready to put your claws where your mouth is, or are you going to cringe behind the big boys and yip all day?His eyes flared yellow Is that a challenge?Yes it is.
I am a polite, nonthreatening kind of dragon with excellent manners. Horns are hidden, tail is tucked away, fangs covered. I would never do anything cruel, like stab a man with a knife about ten times...
I gave him a smile. I was aiming for sweet, but he turned a shade paler and scooted a bit farther from me. Note to self: work more on sweet and less on psycho-killer. Since
I gave him a smile. I was aiming for sweet, but he turned a shade paler and scooted a bit farther from me. Note to self: work more on sweet and less on psycho-killer.
I gave him my best cryptic smile.He grimaced. What have you found out? he asked.I’m not at liberty to tell you that. Not with the Pack suspect.He leaned forward more, letting the moonlight fall on his...
You know what? No: if he ever fell in love, it wouldn’t be great romantic devotion. It would be an exercise in frustration and lust, and at the end of it his significant other would strangle him.
I split the omelet between the plates and stopped when Curran's arms closed about me. He pulled me against him, pressing my back against his chest. I heard him inhale my scent. His lips grazed my temp...
I’m curious, what are you picturing exactly? Augustine asked. A crisscrossing pattern of red laser beams and ferrets in harnesses slithering through it like ninjas?
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