The werehyena Casanova strikes again.
The woman frowned. I probably should have mentioned that annoying habit of letting people come to the wrong conclusions and not correcting them? He got it from me.
The woman said something to Roman. He stopped, turned to her, and shook his staff.She crossed her arms. I couldn't see her face, but I read the body language well enough.
Women usually respond well to drama and decisive declarations of lust. I’m not that sort of a woman. Unfortunately for you, I’m not for sale.
The world was going crazy. Nothing left to do but hold on and yell Wheee! at strategic moments.
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
Then get strong. Learn to be bad enough so others don't have to die to keep you safe.
There are only two things that can screw this up for us: you and me.Then we're doomed for sure.
There are some women who’d be offended in my place, I told him. I’m not helpless and I turn into a monster.Maybe I’m afraid and I want company. He pretended to shiver. I may need a big strong monster...
There are times in life when sugar turns into medicine. This was one of those times.
There comes a point where you have to stop trying to repair yourself and accept the fact that you're broken.
There is no such thing as privacy between a deity and his worshipper. There are no secrets, no glossed-over failures. Only promises kept and abandoned, sins committed and imagined, and raw emotion. Ho...
There is nothing you can offer me, she said. Oh, I don’t know. You might change your mind. You’re like me, Victoria. He grinned. You like to do things that make life interesting. We both do so hate to...
There was another message and I had a pretty good idea who it was from.For a while I sat in the kitchen and petted the attack poodle, deciding whether I should listen to the message or just erase it....
There was light in Erra. There was also darkness, and when I looked deep into both, I recognized myself.
There was more to it than that—my mother's face had feminine gentleness. Mine didn't, at least not when compared to hers. If we were to stand side by side in a room full of people, I wouldn't get a si...
You're not going to die?Not right this minute. And of course, saying something like that usually resulted in immediate dying. I braced myself for a stray meteorite falling through the roof to crush my...
There was something very comforting about him, and I was not sure if it was his easy manner or his complete immunity to my scowling.
There was tartle, a Scottish word for the panicked pause you experience when you have to introduce someone, but you don’t remember their name. There was backpafeifengesicht, a German term for a face y...
Zealot’s psyche is a tightrope. They have severed everything else in favor of their goal. They will pay any price for their victory, and that makes them infinitely more dangerous.
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