Witches are good for one thing and only one thing.Tinder.Bowen Graeme MacRieve.
When the only tool you own is a hammer . . . Every problem begins to resemble a nail.
When she realized all attention was on her, she slowed. Oh. She gave them a Queen Elizabeth wave and said, Play on.
What’s your favorite place to visit? He absently answered, Wherever you are. Bowen, five things about you can’t all be about me. But you’re the only good thing that I’ve got.
We’ll all have an ice-cream cake to celebrate! Except for we don’t have a freezer!
We want you gone. Your presence is obviously upsetting for her.Oh, aye, the poor, wee lass -- who tossed me like a skipping stone.
Trying to draw Matthew into our conversation, I said, Look, here’s Matthew’s. I pointed out his card; on it, a smiling young man with an oblivious expression walked a desolate land, carrying a rucksac...
Okay, now you really don’t need to do that blushing virgin bit anymore—I got to ogle your body at my leisure for hours. Matter of fact, I had so long, I could have painted you, instead of just taking...
Nereus to Lothaire:I really thought you’d demand myfirstborn.As if I’d want your fucking guppy,Lothaire drawled, tracing away beforeNereus could strike him down.
My heart doesn't fucking work right without you.
Last night, Dixon had suggested combat boots in place of Carrow’s own—her two-thousand-dollar, gathered-leather, over-the-knee boots. Do you want me to go in as an enchantress or a warrior? Carrow had...
Just lie back, wench.She snickered. Did you call me ? Well, you certainly dated yourself there, didn't you? Sometimes I forget how old you are. What's your age, anyway? Thirty-seven? Thirty-eight?I'm...
I’ll consider myself lucky, my elusive girl, once you consider yourself taken. Every man has a weakness; you are mine. I’ve accepted that. Now you must accept me.
I’d planned to kill them, too. When Néomi glared up at him, he raised his chained hands.Past tense. See? Already I’m improving.
I can't let you go. I'll never do that. Not until I die.
How much longer are we going to do this? We have to talk about what happened.With a harsh laugh, he'd turned to me. It's very simple. I want you, you want another, and I'm owed a wife.
For the record, she continued, it's not my fault I came in here looking like Chesty LaRue. You caught me on laundry day, so I have no undergarments on. Though I will cop to a little extra spring in my...
Evie, bed down. Scanning the dark, he murmured, You doan have to be scared. I’ve got you.You do, don’t you? Here we were in the Bagmen’s lair, and I wasn’t terrified for my life. Jackson would killany...
Do you know what I love? Life. And romantic love is a distraction that makes staying alive more difficult. [Sabine]
Do you honestly want credit because you didn’t do anything to a helpless female?No! Yes. No, damn it—