You need to be clever to best him. Are you clever, Rachel? I glanced at Al, and he stared at me, then shrugged. Licking my lips, I said, It’s the shiny pot that puts a hole in the sky.Al’s mouth dropp...
Al was looking at me in disbelief. Not your lover?
I'm not talking about the blood ecstasy. I'm talking about my being able to fill that emotion void she has. You know her as well as I do, maybe better. She aches with it. She needs to be accepted for...
The undead did not love, but they remembered love with a savage loyalty.
Pierce took a step back to put more space between us. I demanded too much, he said, his sadness at himself, not me. I see in your heart you found someone who makes you strong who does not hold too tig...
Chubi, rhymes with booby, which you don't have, or doodie, which your face looks like, she said smugly, leaning back and making her chair squeak.
That’s my girl, she said, her eyes holding a shared pain as she saw my confusion. Al, where are you going to put her? Not in your room. She’d pull a line through you and kill you when you hog the blan...
Piss on my daisies, we have to save the demons!
Maybe he thinks he can rescue me? No one is that stupid.
He sighed. You want to live in your church, going about your life as if you're like everyone else.So?You aren't. And because of that, someday you're probably going to find yourself in a position where...
The first went down beneath the oak, stung by the taste of steel in his blood. The second on holy ground did fall, stained with the cries of his folly. The third in the dust and salt did fail, sent ba...
I have to save the world tomorrow, and I don't even know what I'm going to wear yet.--Rachel Morgan
You listen to me, and listen good! she shouted, shocking me. I am not evil because I have a thousand years of demon smut on my soul! she exclaimed, the tips of her hair trembling and her face flushed....
We were innocent once. How could it have gone so bad?
I was having coffee with my bodyguard. I didn't expect to be hunting bad guys until later. Leather before sundown is tacky.
The gentle sound of her words became the shushing of my blood in my head, and I listened, hovering on the edge of consciousness, bathed in the oblivion of whatever drug they had given me.
I'm not going to stay sround to send reapers to kill people who are too scared, or frightened, or JUST PLAIN STUPID to find joy in life.
Trent and Ellasbeth did the nasty? Ewwww!
With a gentle pressure, our lips met. His hands slipped more firmly about me, and I held myself back, not afraid, but wanting to feel everything slowly as I leaned in, tasting the wine on him, feeling...
Trent had been ready to kill that man to protect me. I had seen it in his eyes. I was damn sure I wasn’t comfortable with that—not when I knew how badly he wanted to differentiate himself from his fat...