I glanced at the pain charms draped around my neck, thinking I looked like a drunken prostitute at Mardi Gras.
I feel like run-over crap, I complained. You look like run-over crap, Jenks said. Drink your tea.
I don’t want easy anymore. It’s worthless and the shine doesn’t last. But you already knew that.
I do so like all-encompassing words. Verb, adjective, noun. Yes, you are shitted.
Hey, the other said, coming to life. You’re supposed to be in jail. Al grinned at him, his white-gloved grip tightening on the wooden handle, which was intricately carved in the shape of a naked, writ...
Her smile turned wicked. And I’m not a silly girl to be blinded by a tidy posterior and expansive landholdings. Tidy posterior and expansive landholdings? Was that the Dark Ages equivalent of a tight...
He inclined his head slightly, looking as fabulous as ever, more appealing than before because I had no idea what he was going to do, what he was capable of.Don’t do that, I said, my gaze going everyw...
Happy endings were never handed out. You had to fight for them, earn them with bruised hearts and sacrifices. And I just couldn’t do it right now. It hurt too much when it fell apart.
Good Lord, I thought, squinting at the bright glare of a late-July morning. No wonder I slept through this. It was noisy with shrieking birds, and already hot.
Funny how fate seems to push people together sometimes,
Coffee. I could smell coffee. Coffee would make everything better.
Close your eyes. Take a breath. Count to three. Let it out. Count to four. Shove it up your ass, he said, hunching into himself and starting to shake. The last time you told me to close my eyes and co...
Al had tried to kill me. Okay, he’d tried to kill me a couple of times, but this last time I think he’d really meant it.
No dejaré que me capture-le respondí-. Lucharé hasta que no pueda más. Si muero, te quedarás así para siempre.Su sonrisa se ensanchó.-No morirás-respondió con una mueca.-¿Por qué? ¿Porque tú estás con...
Was terrified, and logic meant nothing when you were scared.
You want some advice? he asked. No. Good. Listen anyway. Looks to me like you’ve become the leader here. Accept it. Know it comes with a price. People will be doing things for you. Don’t be selfish. L...
You have the right to remain silent, but I doubt you will. You have the right to an attorney, which I imagine Quen will be calling soon. If you can’t afford one, hell has frozen over and I’m the princ...
You eliminate everything, and whatever remains, no matter how improbable, is the answer.
You can’t stop me. It’s the only option we have to get those Weres off Rachel’s tail, so unless you have a suggestion, I suggest you shut up.
You aren't kidding. But you know, it's likely going to be the only time I'll ever be that skinny and have a fur coat.