Occasionally, he left the compound. I’d figured he must be out hunting, at least some of the time, but he hadn’t returned with a new icon, and I’d heard nothing on Arcana Radio. Plus, Lark’s laminated...
Nïx clasped her hands over her chest,sighing, He gave you his heart. That’s so romantic.So much better than a candy heart.Those get stuck in the fangs, you know.
My looks had gone from well-kempt cheerleader to apocalyptic disasterpiece.
Matthew, exactly how psychic are you?So psychic that other psychics should be called Mattics.
Lanthe, when we get older, you’re going to be mine. She blinked up at him from a garland she’d been braiding. How can I be yours when I’m my own?
Just because you're a gutless harlot doesn't mean I won't find your... attributes attractive. I might be immortal, but I'm still a red-blooded male.Harlot? Who talks like that? Father Time, meet the F...
I’ve got a fortune in gold. Ah, was that a flicker in your eye? Do you like me better now that you know I’m rich? He curled his finger under her chin. Because I’m all right with that.
I still don’t see why we couldn’t sleep in that cave, Mari said as MacRieve led her out into the night.Because my cave’s better than their cave.
I rose and turned to go. Over my shoulder, I said, Go to hell, Aric. Already here, wife.
How old are you?Physiologically, I’m twenty-five. Chronologically, I’m…not.
Has anyone ever told you you’re sexy as hell when you’re mathematizing?
Fuckhead: The name’s MariKETA. Go to hell, The WITCH, doing a creepy spell somewhere right now.
First of all, I'm not narcissistic....I know Narkissos of Thespiae--while we might share traits, I came first, so he's Lothairistic, not the other way around-- Lothaire
Enough. You're going to make yourself sick. He clasped her hand to help her up.She reluctantly let him. But I haven't eaten more than a regular meal.Lass, there's more where that came from. You doona...
Cade hiked his shoulders, pretending nonchalance. Tell me about the vampire, or not, dove. But none of us really wants to be here.I'll tell you, Nïx said, her gaze rapt on his horns. But only if you l...
Bluidy hell. Charlie’s seen my woman naked, he said in a surly tone. I almost liked him better when I thought he was a machete murderer.
And is it all about the pay?Hence the term mercenary. He chucked her under the chin. Try to keep up, halfling.
Nix: Do it, or the pictures go live!Witch shakes her fist at the sky, crying, Damn you, Valkyrie! Damn you and your digital ways!
A man would know the women he was meant to be with because she made him weak. Till he claimed her and she made him strong.
You wanna know what I’m feeling? Lemme tell you, bébé. Amusement. You’re acting like we got some kind of choice in this matter. You’re just as screwed as I am—because we’re both too far gone for the o...