I jerked to a stop at the door to my room. What's wrong with my boots? I said, thinking they were the only thing that I was going to keep on. Ah…the only thing from this outfit, not the only thing tot...
I frowned, wondering if Trent would mind being the size of a fairy for a day. He could talk to the newest tenants in his garden.
I expected it would be the same for me, and I wouldn’t show up as a wolf in black tights and a lacy pair of underwear —as amusing as that would be. No way was I going to show them I was a nasty pasty...
I don’t want easy anymore. It’s worthless and the shine doesn’t last.
I do so like all-encompassing words. Verb, adjective, noun. Yes, you are shitted.
I didn’t kill Francis, I said. He managed that all by himself. And Lee was dragged off by a demon he summoned. Nick went over a bridge. Mrs. Sarong’s smile widened, and she patted my hand again. Very...
I could have had him, but I had monologued. Damn it, I was not going to do that again.
Humanity had steadfastly kept control of the mail system, and even Piscary would think twice about leaning on an overworked employee who might snap and go postal. There were some things even a vampire...
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...
He darted a guilty look toward his dad. Will you—get me a bottle of spicy? My eyes jerked to his. Maybe some barbecue sauce? I closed my mouth before a bug flew into it. Sure. I did not believe this....
Go to sleep, baby, Mama will sing. Of blue butterflies, and dragonfly wings. Moonlight and sunbeams, raiment so fine. Silver and gold, for baby of mine. Go to sleep, baby. Sister will tell, of wolves...
Curfew was in effect, so of course everyone not human was outside dodging cops.
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...
And you ugly when you ugly, don't ya, sweet thang.
And L-M-N-O-P is not one letter, but five. It took me forever to figure that out.
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.
Al brought his attention back down from the ceiling. You really don’t want to have sex with him? Why? What’s wrong with him?
Again Al touched me, but this time, his hand was gentle on my shoulder. And if you’re not, it’s Ku’Sox. He knows you’re too protected here, and you’re a threat to him. He’s summoning you. He’s summoni...
A clipboard and a hard hat could get you just about anywhere.
Her coat to