But she brooded not only about how to tackle her father, but also about what, precisely, she was setting out to do. Test the fire-repellent properties of her discovery. Toward killing dragons. Did she...
What … you’re a hedgehog! It stirred at her touch and then curled up tighter. You’re a very small hedgehog. And you shouldn’t be wandering round enchanted palaces looking for adventures.
What was she to say? The prodigal has returned? The mutineer wishes to be reinstated? The subordinate, having gone to a great deal of trouble to prove her commander wrong, has come back and promises t...
Sungold blew impatiently and began to dig a hole with one foot. She booted his elbow with her toe and he stopped, but after a moment he lowered his head and blew again, harder, and she could feel him...
She was ashamed. She would not--she would not--be frightened of him: he was what he was, and he had made a promise he would keep.
She poured the water, arranged some bread near enough the embers to scorch but not catch fire, and looked up at Little John. She was so accustomed to his step, to his bulk, that it took a moment to no...
Reread your favorite novel, the one you only let yourself read any more when you’re sick in bed.
Post-traumatic shock, phooey. Seemed to me the trauma was trotting right along with me, like a dog on a leash with its owner. I was the dog. I
Laughter went on and on, like sunlight and stone, even if the human beings who laughed did not.
I have a mastery of the art of worrying that is a burden to me if I may not use it. --Robin
I didn’t want to know that the monster that lived under your bed when you were a kid not only really is there but used to have a few beers with your dad.
He was now suddenly hot, as hot as if he’d been in a kitchen baking cinnamon rolls in August. I already knew vampires could sweat, under certain conditions, like being chained to a wall of a house wit...
He laughed, tried to make it into a cough, inhaled at exactly the wrong moment, and then really did cough.
He grunted; she recognized it as relief that she wasn't going to nag him further about Tor the Just, who probably wasn't that boring if he could hold off the Notherners for nine days and melt a hole i...
Gods of all the world, say something, she cried, and Talat startled beneath her.I love you, said Luthe. I will love you till the stars crumble, which is a less idle threat than is usual to lovers on p...
Don't let the title mislead you, Arlbeth told her. The king is simply the visible one. I'm so visible, in fact, that most of the important work has to be done by other people.Nonsense, said Tor.Arlbet...
Charlie is one of the big good guys in my universe.
But their strength is the strength of numbers and of stubbornness and persistence; do not underestimate it.
Betrayal would be a different sort of sick.
Because she was a princess she had a pegasus.