Saiman reached into the trunk and pulled out a pink tulle tutu. No. Yes. It won’t fit. Elastic waistband, Saiman said. It will fit. Curran’s grin was pure evil. Don’t you dare, I told him. It’s too ba...
Curran lunged at a silver Bentley. The hood went flying. He thrust his hand into the car. Metal screamed, and Curran jerked a twisted clump out of the hood and smashed it into the nearest car like a c...
I flexed my wrist, popped a silver needle into my palm, and offered it to him.'What's this?''A needle.''What should I do with it?'He'd walked right into it. Too easy. 'Please use it to pop your head....
I sighed and put Slayer between the front seats. Stay here. Guard the car.Saiman shut the door. Is the sword sentient?No. But I like to pretend it is.
You destroyed five million dollars' worth of luxury cars.Yes, but none of them are wearing human heads as hood ornaments.
Your date appears to be hysterical, Rene told me.You think I should slap some man into him?
It's a party house.I hope for your sake it's a very tame party. If he brought me to some sort of sex orgy, he would fly right through one of those pretty windows, headfirst.
What happened?You fell.Really? What did I fall into?My fist.That explains the headache.
I've read your summary.And?It's not incompetent.Be still, my heart, so I don't faint from such faint phrase. Did you expect it to be written in crayon?
What do you think? he asked, his voice deep and commanding.I eyed him. Impressive, but too much.He leaned toward me, the blue eyes smoky with a promise I was shure he could fulfill. I tried not to thi...
Isn’t that why you have that gun mounted on the front? Or is it for other reasons, because I would’ve thought that a man with your powers would be past the urge to compensate.Barabas grinned.I had for...
Ask! the cat said.Ask, Kate! Saiman prompted.Ask! one of the volhvs called out.I took a deep breath. The cat leaned forward in anticipation.Would you like some milk?
Next to me, Saiman smiled. We all want what we can't have, Kate. I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck.
So. You refuse my money, you serve me thirty-year-old Highland Park scotch, and we've been in the same room for approximately five minutes, yet none of my bones are broken. This leads me to believe th...
What’s this A needle.What should I do with it He’d walked right into it. Too easy. Please use it to pop your head. It’s obscuring my view of the room.
I leaned forward slightly and pulled the lower lid of my left eye down.What the f**k? the stocky, muscular woman behind Tremblay murmured. Not a melee fighter. She stood flat on her feet, planted like...
I know a man who is in love with my friend. He loves her absolutely. The only thing he wants in return is for her to love him. Saiman arched his eyebrows, imitating me. And? You’re the exact opposite...
Give me an opportunity to fail, Saiman said. I promise my corpse won't interrupt your 'I told you so' speech.
Do you like my working persona? Saiman asked softly. An aesthetically pleasing combination of intelligence and elegance, wouldn't you say?Aren't we pleased with ourselves. Are you Chinese, Japanese, h...