Have you ever met someone and felt . . . I don't know how to describe it, felt a chance at having something that eluded you? I don't know . . . Forget I said anything.I knew what he meant. He was desc...
Had he expected me to hump her leg?
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.
Every time you see a problem and walk away from it, you set a new standard.
Eventually Victoria will die. She's old.And that didn't sound morbid. Not at all.
Doolittle once told me that he wasn’t afraid of me. He was afraid of what I might become in spite of myself. His fears were coming true. Power
Do we have a flamethrower? Curran asked. No. We should get a flamethrower.
Did you strangle the wolf alpha? Not that she didn't deserve it. Curran grimaced. Of course not. I needed information. After I put her face in my mouth, we agreed that it was in her best interests to...
Did you know Draziri taste like chicken? I asked. Sean glanced at me, as if not sure if I was okay. I had no idea. Orro told me, I told him. We’re besieged by murderous poultry.
Curran looked back at me. Why is it you always attract creeps?You tell me. Ha! Walked right into that one, yes, he did.
Congratulations, love. You traded up. Does he treat you well?''He's a teddy bear,' I said.Teddy bear looked like he was suffering from murder withdrawal.(Rene and Kate on Jim!)
Clothes don’t have magic powers, Derek. They don’t mystically protect you from three-inch claws, rapists, or murderers. If someone decides to hurt you, they will do so whether or not you have a thin l...
Can you turn so you’re not pressed against me? I could, he said, his voice amused. But then you would have to lie on top of me. My brain said, NO. My body went, Wheee! I
But whatever regrets she had, she would have to live with them. Regrets never did anyone any good.
But if you have doubts, why don’t you go stand over there. I’ll shoot you and we’ll find out if it hurts.
Bran grabbed my hand,pulled me to a chest, and swung the heavy lid open. A white cloth covered the contents. He jerked it aside. Human heads filled the chest.Oh God.He scooped a mummified head from th...
Because you can’t lie, Kate. Everything you think is right there on your face. I’ve met kindergarteners who are better actors than you.
Augustine had emailed them to me segregated into two helpful categories: will kill you and can kill you. This was going to be one hell of a soiree.
As we walked back to the scar, I turned to him. You should give up and let your mane grow out. Mm-hm. And then we can stay up late, and you can braid it, and put ribbons in it . . . Don’t you want to...
And those who love us most lie to us most of all,