Anger is stupid, and stupidity will kill you more surely than your opponent’s blade.
People will do amazing things to ensure their survival.
I hope this means you’ll quit asking me to kill you. It gives me indigestion.
A king who trusts no man is weak.
A man’s immortality can be found in his children.
I don’t like it when I outweigh my men.
Why is it that all cars are women? Because they’re fussy and demanding.
It Wasn’t Hard To Follow The Scent Of Blood To The Living Room Where The Fae Had Been Killed. It Had Been A Violent Death, Perfect For Creating Ghosts.
You can’t cage an eagle for long without destroying it.
So in the sweltering heat of a July night, I sang a Christmas carol to a room full of fae, who had been driven out of their homelands by Christians and their cold-iron swords.
If it would benefit you, I would kill every wolf here. But there are things that you need to do – and interfering with that is not protecting, not in my book. The best way for me to protect you is to encourage you to be able to protect yourself.
The trick to going wherever you want unchallenged in a hospital is to walk briskly, nod to the people you know, and ignore the ones you don’t. The nod reassures everyone that you are known, the brisk pace that you have a mission and don’t want to talk.
My will broke at the sound of his voice, and my head turned with as much inevitability as a sunflower turning its face to the sun.
There was I thinking being a shifter had its upsides. Looks like I was wrong.
People who know other people’s secrets can’t afford to do things that impair their ability to control their mouths.
He didn’t say anything more, just waited for me to tell him what I’d been thinking. It was pure speculation, and I was opening myself up to ridicule by saying anything at all. I sat on the stool and realized that I had my loyalties, too.
Cheeses crusty, got all musty, got damp on the stone of a peach.
Someday, I’m going to meet some supernatural creature who tells me everything I should know up front and in a forthright manner – but I’m not going to hold my breath.
It is the way of mortals. They fling themselves at life and emerge broken.
There isn’t a person in this city more dangerous than a wolf whose mate is in danger.