To know that everyone starts on the ground. Trees, flowers, people, even the mighty sidhe must stand upon the dirt in order to move forward.
This was one princess who could rescue her own damn self.
There are some things more important than physical survival. You gotta be able to look at yourself in the mirror.
That was the problem with loving people: it made you weak. It made you need them. It made the thought of not having them the worst thing in the world.
That body did not bleed while I carried it, Nesbit. You touch it but a moment, and it bleeds.No, I didn't kill her.... The dead always know who to blame. They are very good that way.
Sometimes the greatest wounds are the ones we try the hardest not to inflict.
Somehow I think Trophy Wives wear more makeup and less cutlery. But... maybe I'm wrong. Maybe they know what I know, that the true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs. Sometim...
She laughed that joyous full-blown sound that children eventually grow out of, as if the world bleeds the joy from them.
Senin soyunun güçleri arasında soyunmayı gerektirmeyen bir şey var mı?Anita Blake s.131
See if he's alive. It was a messy job, and I'd have done it myself, but I trusted me more than Larry to keep the vampires away. He'd saved me once tonight, but I still trusted me more.
Real ghosts are so much easier to deal with than the kind we carry around in our heads. Most people haunt themselves more effectively than any spirit.
One of the many reasons that Padma will always be a secondary power on the Council is his belief that all power must be taken, that all power must come through fear. True power comes when others offer...
Nothing is more appealing than a handsome man who is also uncertain of himself.
No 'Good evening, Jean-Claude, how are you doing?' Just down to business. How terribly rude,ma petite .- Jean-Claude
Neal stood, kicking free of the clinging curtain. I'll kill you. I drew the firestar and pointed it at him.I don't think so.She is pack now, Sylvie said. You fight one of us, and you fight all of us....
Most of the time you're ass deep in alligators.
Memphis and I both looked at Olaf, as if he'd spoken in tongues. I think neither of us had expected anything useful from the corpse fondling. Damn.
Let's fool around.And then? he asked, voice low.When it's time, take blood, and then let's fuck.He gave a surprised burst of laughter. Ma petite, you are such a sweet-talker, how can I refuse?
Larry is back in town...The wedding is set for October. Tammy is threatening to have me in the wedding. Some friends they are.
Jean-Claude’s eyes widened just a bit. ‘Ma petite, you have had a busy night, I see.’ His French accent was as thick as I’d heard it in a while, which meant he was feeling strong emotions that he coul...