Can’t hear… call back… good luck…Nïx, I know you’re faking the static. She could picture her sister blowing into her fist directly at the receiver. The static abruptly stopped. Why?It seemed less rude...
Cadeon, are you even listening to me?What? Yeah, was just thinking about…how http always turns to https when I carry out a transaction.Exactly!Good save.
By all the gods, I desire you, but you must know that you have my love. It's given, sieva. Wholly entrusted to you. Have a care with it.
As he slept, his heartbeat returned to slow and steady, lulling her. Before she joined him, she decided that she never wanted to sleep without that sound again.
And exactly how old are you MacRieve ?Twelve hundreds, give or take.Great Hekate, you're a relic. Don't you have a museum exhibit to be in somewhere ?
Was why we fought to survive. For love. Vincent had it all wrong. had it wrong. Love wasn't the most destructive force in the universe. is That
You have two choices, grasshopper. Out-slut Clotile - or go Springer on her ass. I'm down for the assist in both scenarios.
You forget I’m a goddess, she hissed. Your goddess. And a bitch as well. But then, weren’t all goddesses afflicted with bitchery?
Wolfy, is it? And what do you know about my turning? I asked around when I figured out I was your... mate. He stood, crossing to her. Well, let's hear it. Basically, you'll lose your mind, turning ani...
Why don't you just buy me a minivan, zip me into mom jeans, and shoot me in the face - Melanthe the potential Queen of Persuasions:
Whenever other Lore creatures like the nymphs and satyrs turned their noses up at the hex-hacks, Carrow would raise both her hands in the rock-on horns gesture and shout, Double, double, toil and trou...
When she’d gotten her period at thirteen, he’d given her a copy of The Care and Keeping of You. He’d been red-faced, gruffly saying, Here. I’m sure you’ll put all this together.
Well maybe we need to Cesar Millan their asses and show them who's boss. Tsst, tsst!
Until someone invented a fang condom, she’d continue stealing from the blood bank.
This is your aunt, Regin the Radiant. We don’t believe she possesses verbal governors of any kind.
The female asked him, Have you ever been bait? Well, besides jailbait. Rowr. I can’t say that I have, ma’am. Texan accent?
The Archer keeps an arrow in her quiver for you; interrupt my shot again, and I will give it to you directly.
Some of the males rose from the table then, making noise about a rugby rematch. MacRieve tensed, but didn’t join them.When a couple of the men said things in Gaelic, their tones taunting, she asked, A...
Some men would take happiness where they found it. Especially when they have absolutely no promise of it anywhere else. [Rydstrom]
On that ledge in the blackness, she'd truly recognized for the first time in her life that some creatures who went bump in the night might hate that they did.