No, not you two. Stay here.''Does he just not get how unfair and sexist that is?' Eve asked. 'Men.''You really want to go first?''Of course no. But I'd like the chance to to go first.
Shane looked faintly injured. I make it my business to know everything about silver. And I saw your notes. I study up on everything when it comes to your boss, anyway. There was a flicker of jealousy...
Maybe you're not his type. Michael saidOh, now you're just being insulting.
Me neither, Shane put in. Homie don’t play that.I wonder, sometimes, if your generation speaks English at all, Amelie said.
You couldn't be romantic if your life depended on it. You know what's lucky? Most bad guys don't ask you to be romantic on command, so that probably won't matter.
Things that Shane doesn't want on his grave: (1.) I thought it wasn't loaded.(2.) Hand me a match so I can check the gas tank.(3.) Killed over Ice Cream
Eve took me to teach me how to fence, Claire said.Not so much how to fence as how to hold a sword and not drop it, Eve said. And then I fought Oliver to a draw.Shane fluttered his hands. Oh, and then...
Hannah leaned against the wall. 'Mind if I call shotgun?''Since you're carrying one? Feel free.
Right. I’ve been missing Nutty McFang anyway.Stop making up names for him.What about Count Crackula?Just stop.
Claire, I-Look, my life is one long series of screw-ups and bad decisions, and I know that. I own that. But you...I just want you to be happy. And it cuts me when you're not.I'm happy with you.She hea...
Ew.''Yeah,' Claire said. 'I need a shower.''I don't think a shower's going to cut it. Maybe fire hoses, and those brushes they use on elephants.' Eve stepped back and offered Shane a hand up as he fin...
Shane? Thank God, somebody sane. Well, sane-ish.
How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we've had? I sweat perfume. Like all girls.
Shane settled his flamethrower more comfortably on his shoulders. Ladies? After you.Rude, Claire said.I was being polite!Not when you have a flamethrower.
He (Michael) was gone in a whisper of air, hardly making any sound at all, and Claire shivered and leaned against Shane’s solid, very human warmth. His arms went around her, and he touchedhis lips lig...
See? she heard Shane yell at the kitchen. She doesn't stomp around like a cattle stampede!Bite me, Collins! No bacon for you, either!
Keys, she repeated, and slowly stepped back. What do you mean, keys?Car keys. As in, give them up. Now. Shane had that look -- hard, and no bullshit. We don't have time for your drama, Monica. Nobody...
He held up one finger. I thought it wasn't loaded Shane said. Second finger. Hand me a match so I can check the gas tank. Third finger. Killed over ice cream. Basically, any death that requires me to...
I paused in the act of opening the door and looked at him with what were probably cartoon-wide eyes. Wait a second, I said. So, you're best friends with a hot vampire chick who likes leather.Yeah.And...
He broke the kiss and leaned against her, breathing hard. Good morning to you, too. Man, I just can't stay mad when you do that.
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