Unfortunately, stain removal methods was one of those troublesome subjects somewhere between relationship issues and mysterious car noises. Everybody was an expert, everybody had a cure, and they all...
Those we love know us the best. They know all the right places to strike.
They dismissed me as a peasant, I dismissed them as shallow, and we were all happy like that.
They call the undead inhuman, not realizing the irony: only humans are capable of inhumanity.
They broke him, Jim said suddenly, a barely contained growl clawing at his words. They broke the boy. Even if he survives, he’ll never be the same.
The world’s pulse skipped a beat. Magic flooded in. Yes. I grinned and grabbed the blanket. Onward, my noble steed. To our inevitable doom and gory death. Thirty
The world was going crazy. Nothing left to do but hold on and yell Wheee! at strategic moments.
The world needs more good people in it, and my son will be a good person.
The thing is, people have a remarkable potential to injure you, but they also have a great power to help you heal.
The stairs ended. I wished I knew the jackass who’d made the staircase so short. I’d throw him down the damn steps so he could count them with his head.
The point is, I have no patience left. You will tell me where you went when you vanished. Now. Andrea raised her chin, as if daring me to take a swing. Or? Or what exactly? Or I will punch you right i...
The newcomer struck him as an enterprising sort of man. The kind that would slit your throat for a box of tissues in your bag while you slept.
The human body is an amazing organism. It can go from dead tired to completely alert in a terrified blink.
The girl showed him her stained finger and reached toward him slowly, aiming for his face. No, William said. Bad hobo. The finger kept coming closer.
The double doors separating the private dining room from the rest of Bernard’s swung open. A tall broad-shouldered body filled the doorway. Hugh d’Ambray strode into the room.
The door swung open and Kate walked in. Her jeans and T-shirt were splattered with blood and she was carrying a severed vampire head. The T-shirt has a smiley face on it.
The Kodiak of Atlanta was brave and powerful and the closest thing to a father Curran had. He also had an uncanny ability to alienate everyone in the room and then have to defend himself when a brawl...
The Dude just pounded his way in a straight line, convinced that the lion was a figment of his imagination and that the vampire ahead of him was just Grendel's deformed mutant brother.
That’s because I don’t hunt. I’m a male lion. I weigh six hundred pounds. Do you really expect me to scamper through the brush after deer? When I want a steak, I want a damn steak. I don’t want to cha...
That had to be the craziest thing he'd heard. At some point they must've looked around and said, Hey, what do we have a shitload of? Mud! It's cold and wet. I know, let's burn it! Well, it ain't good...