His coworker was velvety-skinned, a sexy boy-on-the-cusp-of man.
Goor or evil, right or wrong, he mattered to me.
You were firing questions at me today, trying to get inside my head. You asked if I believe in God. I told you of course I do – I’ve always had a strong sense of self.
He made a lousy passenger, barking instructions I ignored.
Is anyone who’s supposed to be dead actually dead?
Fire to my ice. Ice to my fever.
Werewolves? Oh please, just plain stupid. Who wants to get it on with a man ruled by his inner dog?
Superglue after duct tape a girl’s best friend.
You can’t go forward if you’re looking backward. You run into walls that way.
Omnipotent not omniscient. We are frequently blinded by how much we see.
Unpredictable as a hungry lion, he might be feared by everyone else, but he never ripped out my throat, only licked me, and, if his tongue was a little rough sometimes, it was worth it to walk beside the king of the jungle.
Gwen Cassidy needed a man. Desperately. Failing that, she’d settle for a cigarette.
The only reality you can control is the one you’re willing to face.
Being threatened seems to being out the worst in me.
He’d surely been spawned by some cataclysmic event of nature, not born.
He just didn’t look like the kind of creep that would messily murder a woman in her hotel room; he looked like the kind of creep that could line her up in the sights of an assassins rifle without a shred of emotion.
If you are not with me, you are against me. I have no mercy for my enemies.
It was a land of shadows and ice. Of gray. And grayer. And black. -The Unseelie prison of Aedan.
Finally, he knew the kind of loving that made two one and understood Jane was his world. His ocean, his country, his sun, his rain, his very heart.
Woman, you are a thousand kinds of fool.