It figures—it’s always either the butler or the resurrected mate.
Is your blouse Azzedine Alaia?''No, you could say it's VERY authentic vintage.'Lachlain didn't care what it was; she'd never wear that damned unfinished shirt in public again.
I hope this one’s a show-er and not a grower, or I’m a dead woman.
He believed dark feys didn’t get a mate, but she mentally waved that away because men often believed stupid shit.
Five years of hell. You deserve to be fucked till you can't walk.
At that, the initial mrowr pfft pfft I'd felt transformed into I will cut a bitch.
And we’re off to fuck the wizard.
When men like us do change, the change is profound.
Bad....
Your ultimatum didn’t sit well with me, so naturally, I voiced my opinion. Which was? That you should go copulate with a pig. It sounded way cooler in medieval French.
With all my dreams having come true, what will I dream of now ?
We're more cerebral than physical.Your cerebrum can't have an orgasm.
She’d been born for him. And I was born to find her…
She could read the phone book and make it sound erotic.
SHE MAY BE AN EVIL BITCH, BUT SHE IS MY EVIL BITCH. AND I'LL HAVE NO OTHER
Oh my gods, when do you not sport wood? There are bathrooms in the back, so go burp the worm or whatever.--Regin
Obviously, you don't know this, Empress, but you ride with the very one who you in the last game! He's played you false!Nope, I knew. He decapitated me. Blah.
Mari began to suspect that this reflection was going to prove to be like that little computer paperclip assistant -- at first it helps, but after a while you just want the paperclip to die.
MacRieve: You can't drop a line like that without unpacking it.Nix: Just did. You-Lame.MacRieve: It's MacRieve!
Lachlain: 'And you must be the soothsayer - 'Nix: 'I prefer predeterminationally abled, thank you.' Her hand shot out, ripping a button from his shirt, so fast it was a blur. She'd taken the one close...