He lives in a hole in the ground, dresses funny, and occasionally eats his assistants, Eve said. Define crazy.
Fate Eve said with a sighI'm not sure fate had to burn up your car to get the point across, Shane said, buckling his own seatbelt.No, not that. The hearse. I'm going to name it Fate.Shane stared at Ev...
Don't do me any favors, Glass Ass, Jason snapped.
But that quickly faded, and he frowned. You're bleeding, he said. What happened?Claire sighed and held up her wrist to show him the bandage. Man, you would be so embarrassed if I said it was something...
And by the way, showers. Look into them, Doug!
Am I not ninja enough? Are you saying that I lack ninja?
Always remember the words of Descartes: The reading of all good books is like conversion with the finest men of the past centuries.
I can always stuff you back in the bottle and shove a tampon in the top instead of a stopper, and all the other Djinn will point and laugh
Eve)what?(claire)monica got him to ask me. Told them to do this. (eve)bitch! okay,i take it all back. She needs a good blowtorching. no,Claire said faintly.Nobody deservs that. Nobody. (eve) Great.Sai...
You’re kind of a psycho. I get that.I might be, Monica agreed, and gave her a slow, strange smile. You’re one smart little freak. Now run away, smart little freak, before I change my mind and stick yo...
You were right, she said. You were always right, about everything. And I will always love you, Sam. Forever.
You sound disappointed. Shane’s voice came out faint and thready, and he put his head back against the cushions as he squeezed his eyes shut. Damn, I hate this. I really do.I know, Oliver said. Your b...
We never wanted to conquer the world, only our fears.
We had this talk, she said. You may be dead sexy, and I mean, like, really dead and really sexy, but you don’t get to tell me what to do. Right? And no head-shrinker stuff, either, or I swear to God,...
Want me to warm up the sauce?Do we do that? I mean, it’s in a jar, right? Can’t you just dump it over the pasta?Well, you can, but it tastes better if you warm it up.Oh. Eve sighed. This is complicate...
Ummm… She licked her lips. Define fun.Quit doing that, jailbait. It’s distracting.
There is a certain freedom in giving up all hope. One is no longer bound by the cords of dread or fear; you simply move toward the inevitable without thinking on the consequences.
That’s kind of a leap, but the Russian judge gave you a nine point five for style, so OK.
Tell me he’s not talking to Brandon, Claire said.Um… Ok. He’s not talking to Brandon.You’re lying.Yeah. He’s talking to Brandon. Look, let Shane do his thing, okay? He’s not as stupid as he looks, mos...
She wasn't absolutely sure who kissed whom this time. Maybe it was gravity tilting, stars exploding. It felt like it.... She gasped into his open mouth, and he moaned. She had no idea a sensation cou...