Sheep are treated like sheep, users are used, and those who deserve more receive everything.
She’s a wolf. Get it right, crap for brains. Tink’s knickers, you have got to be the stupidest lunker I’ve ever lit on.
Shit, Ku’Sox said speculatively, and he loosened his grip until my heels dragged on the floor again. I’ve heard that several times now. Is that the word of choice? I do so like all-encompassing words....
Silly little vamp, afraid of her feelings.
So that’s why Ivy always used canvas bags . It wasn’t because she was especially eco-minded. They were quiet.
Suddenly I felt vastly underdressed. Hell, even the woman dressed down as a hobo had diamonds on.
Tagged by a whiny little vamp, he said gesturing. Rache, take this sword and stick it in me. Just go and stick it in me. I'm a back-drafted, crumpled-winged, dust-caked, dew-assed excuse of a backup....
Tell you what, I said, my eyebrows rising. You can drive me home if we keep to one topic on the way. Your father? he guessed, and I nodded. I was getting used to this deal-with-a-demon business.
That was the extent of our relationship, but I knew he used me to keep Were women from insinuating themselves into his life. My gaze landed on the fat little black book beside his phone. Apparently th...
The dangerous reality of the Hollows remains carefully hidden. We know if we color too far out of humanity’s self-imposed lines, old fears will resurface and they will strike out at us.
The ever-after is like a drop of time that got knocked out, sitting alone by itself with no past behind it to push it forward and no future to pull it along. It’s hanging to us by the ley lines, sort...
The former world leader snarled at me when he found his balance. My face went cold, and I wondered if I’d fare better in the circle with Al.
The memory of him tracing the lines of my face filled me. I remembered the touch of his sensitive fingers, following my jawline, running down my neck to follow the curves of my body. I remembered his...
The small gargoyle had gone entirely white to match the ceiling, and only the rims of his ears, his long clawlike nails, and a thick stripe down his whip-like tail were still gray. He was crawling alo...
The sound of his hard-soled shoes on the street faltered. You live in a church? My eyes narrowed. Yeah. But I don’t sleep with voodoo dolls. Huh? Never mind.
The woman glanced at Nina as if for support, but the vampire was stifling a laugh, badly.
There might be a charm in the black arts section of the library, but black earth magic used nasty ingredients—like indispensable people parts—and I wasn’t going to go there.
There was a sharp crack of splintering paneling, and Newt swore colorfully in Latin.
Though no one had been buried here for almost thirty years, the grass was mown by yours truly. I felt a tidy graveyard made a happy graveyard.
Tink's a Disney whore!- Jenks
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