She came back with a can of Coke and a can of Diet Coke, and handed me the nonvile one.
Rowl reminded himself that cats were eternally patient, and that he would not simply explode if he did not fling himself from Littlemouse's arms and go exploring. Which was not to say that he could no...
Never walk into a fight when the bad guys are the ones who set it up.
Mab narrowed her eyes, and a little smile graced her lips. Impudent, she said. It’s sweet on you.
It's not everyone who can teach you something about faith without saying a word to do it.
Isana felt her throat tighten. We failed. Serai lifted her chin and patted Isana's arm firmly.We have not yet succeeded. There is a difference.
If I was on the road to Hell, at least I was going in style.
I... drew out the gun I kept at home, a great big old Dirty Harry Callahan number that weighed about seventy-five thousand pounds.
I still can't believe, Michael said, sotto voce, that you came to the Vampires' Masquerade Ball dressed as a vampire.
I sidestepped the vampire's rush, and drove my half of the former blasting rod down at its back, Buffy-like.Maybe it works better on television.
I hate dreams like this, I said. There’s no plot—just random weird things happening. I get enough of that when I’m awake.
I don't believe in faeries!
Heroism doesn't pay very well. I try to be cold-blooded and money-oriented, but I keep screwing it up.
Hell's holy stars and freaking stones shit bells.
Give me passion -- and compassion -- any day.
Fear is a part of life. It's a warning mechanism. That's all. It tells you when there's danger around. Its job is to help you survive. Not cripple you into being unable to do it.
Fear has a lot of flavors and textures. There's a sharp, silver fear that runs like lightning through your arms and legs, galvanizes you into action, power, motion. There's heavy, leaden fear that com...
Do you know what I think? Marcone said.You think we should shoot Nicodemus in the back at the first opportunity and let Michael dismember him.Yes.I drew my gun. Okay.
Didn't you read the owner's manual?? See here, missy. I've been an etheric engineer since before you were born. I think I know how to handle a lift crystal.Evidently you aren't bright enough to do so,...
But I am dead certain--ba-dump-bump-ching--that I'm the first guy to lead an army of spirits in an assault from the spirit-world side...and had them start off screaming, BOO!