You love it right? Lassiter asked, holding his Bible high. I mean, you told me to go on the internet. I did. I even printed out my diploma or whatever the hell it's called. Opening the cover of the Ki...
Rhage raised his hand. Pastor Ass-hat, I have a question. Yes, my son, you ARE going to hell. Lassiter made the sign of the cross and then looked around.
Ehric frowned as he peeled a Post-It note off the package. Preheat to three seventy-five. His brother went to the wall ovens and began pushing buttons. Convection?Doesn't say.
Just her, just him. Just as it should be; no loss of life beyond their own, no soul stained but hers. It would take a monster to destroy a monster.
She shut the door and moved on to the floor-to-ceiling cabinets. There is nothing here. Nothing. What do you eat?Ah… Assail found himself looking at the cousins for aid. usually we take our meals in t...
Beth had never been one of those girls who'd imagined her wedding. Acted it out with some barbies. Bought Bride magazine as soon as she hit her twenties.
You can call me Pastor-and before Mr. Sox Fan gets his panties in a wad, I want everyone to know I'm legit. I went online, took a minister's course in under an hour, and I'm ordained, baby.