No? Part girl, part wolf? Do they lick their butter knives?
It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it can never be enough; you would drown in it if possible.
In every end, there is also a beginning.
Ahem. Dear Jesus, Taylor intoned more fervently. We just want to thank you for gettin' us here safe --- There was a loud, gurgling groan. Somebody shouted, Oh my gosh! Miss Delaware just died! --- for...
So my own sister will not promote me? Speaking of which, weren't you supposed to find me a beautiful future wife with a small fortune? Have you had any success on that front?- Yes - I have warned them...
You are working up to Mr. Fantastic Fiction levels of Zombie Expert, which is like playing Guitar Hero on some level that actually melts the guitar controller, burning your fingers with searing hot pl...
What took you so long? Will asked when Evie came panting into the room. He and Jericho had assembled a stack of books, which they were tucking into Will’s attaché case. I walked to Jerusalem for the B...
We created order out of chaos. We made beauty and shaped history. We kept the magic of the realms safe in our grasp. How has it come to this? You've not kept it safe. You've kept it to yourselves.She...
This is how the fire starts. This is how we burn.
The only thing I’m trying to steal is your heart, doll. Sam smirked. You’re not that talented a thief, Sam Lloyd.
The land is old, the land is vast, he has no future, he has no past, his coat is sewn with many woes, he'll bring the dead, the King of Crows.
The dark does not weep for itself because there is no light. Rather, it accepts that it is the dark. It is said that even the gods must die. He winks. But not without one hell of a fight.
Terrific, Miss Knight. Simply terrific,' a smiling reporter said. 'They're going to love this story in Peoria. Why, you'll be famous everywhere - from New York to Hollywood, Florida to Kansas.''Kansas...
She bestowed the blessing of a wild girl's lips.
Our mouths and bodies speak for us in a new language as the trees shake loose a rain of petals that stick to our slickness like skins we will wear forever. And just like that, I am changed.
Our days are numbered in the book of days, Most High, Gorgon murmurs as the garden comes once more into view. That is what gives them sweetness and purpose.
I hate high heels. Walking in high heels for eight hours a day should be forbidden by the Geneva Convention.
How do you invent a religion? Evie asked. Will looked over the top of his spectacles. You say, ‘God told me the following,’ and then wait for people to sign up.
Free the snow globes!
For dreams, too, are ghosts, desires chased in sleep, gone by morning. The longing of dreams draws the dead, and this city holds many dreams.