Edna restored the toffee to the centre of her tongue and sucking pleasurably, resumed her typing of Naked Love by Armand Levine. Its painstaking eroticism left her uninterested--as indeed it did most...
Harry, however, had never been less interested in Quidditch; he was rapidly becoming obsessed with Draco Malfoy.
I mean, I don’t want to pass judgment—I just wish my husband didn’t shoot deer.Oh, Mel, don’t worry. I’ve been hunting with your husband—the deer are completely safe.
I was not so comfortable with my new authority that I could say 'We eat the chicken now!' but the magus had seen that I was considering it...My purse is full enough, said the magus, to keep you suppli...
If complete and utter chaos was lightning, then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards!
If you want to know the Correct term for me, I'm a Dark-Hunter.Nick digested that word slowly. Which means what? You hunt darkness?Yes, Nick. That's exactly what I do. There's just not enough of it. N...
It is not true that the English invented cricket as a way of making all other human endeavors look interesting and lively; that was merely an unintended side effect.
It would seem that you have no useful skill or talent whatsoever, he said. Have you thought of going into teaching?
Kayla snatched the ruby-coloured bra he'd dug out from behind his back. You should know, you're the one who got it off me, she said.
Mark Spitz didn't ask about Harry. You never asked about the characters that disappeared from a Last Night story. You knew the answer. The plague had a knack for narrative closure.
Never trust a species that grins all the time. It’s up to something.
Old Enochian running on neural wetware is not the fastest procedural language ever invented, and it’s semantics make AppleScript look like a thing of elegance and beauty
Peyton, I’m not married and you’re not a lesbian. Think of the possibilities.
She introduced herself to my parents with one of her mighty, bunny-crushing handshakes. (I'd never seen Claudia crush a bunny, to be fair, but that's the approximate level of pressure.)
Some things were above my pay grade. Actually, there were things that slithered on their bellies that were higher than my pay grade.
The pleasant fact is that the British are not much good at violent crime except in fiction, which is of course as it should be.
We all shook hands, and the policeman, having retrieved a piece of chewing-gum from the underside of a chair, where he had parked it against a rainy day, went off into a corner and began to contemplat...
Rockabye Baby, in the treetopDont you know a treetopis no safe place to rock?And who put you up there,and your cradle too?Baby,I think someone down herehas got it in for you!
I wasn't saying whatever they're saying I was saying. I'm sorry I said it really. I never meant it to be a lousy anti-religious thing. I apologize if that will make you happy. I still don't know quite...
I may be drunk, Miss, but in the morning I will be sober and you will still be ugly.
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