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“Into the breach, then. Against mobs of middle-aged moms and frightening harridans we shall prevail.”
“The AMG?” Gabriel said, though he retrieved the keys as he spoke. “You’re going to let Ben bleed all over a Mercedes AMG?” “He’s already bleeding all over a Mercedes,” Jesse said dryly.
It was like triage. Decision one—preserve those who were safe. Decision two—retrieve the rest. Decision three—make the ones who took them regret it.
It’s all right, Mercy. You didn’t think I was going to die of old age, did you? It was a joke, graveyard humor. Werewolves never died of old age because they didn’t age. But he had no business making a joke like that. Not now, not ever.
I have taken a bite out of the Cantrip faction.” He smiled—with teeth.
have taken a bite out of the Cantrip faction.” He smiled—with teeth.
That we’re scary doesn’t mean we’re the villains.”
“I am always careful with the truth. It is a powerful thing and deserves respect.”
“Love is both useful and powerful—but seldom convenient.”
“Do they always flirt with biblical quotes?” Asil asked Tad. In long-suffering tones, Tad said, “They can flirt with the periodic table or a restaurant menu. We’ve learned to live with it. Get a room, you guys.”
“I promise I won’t spank you,” he told me, his voice rough and low as he added, “not unless you ask me to.” I let him feel my laugh against his shoulder. “That’s because you aren’t genuinely suicidal.”
“A friend in danger is not someone who should be deserted. Safety is not always the right path.”
I was going to fight vampires, and my name wasn’t Buffy—I was so screwed.
Mirror reflect, find father’s image and voice in the depths of your senses. His words his form, my words my form, lead, guide, drive together in a connection of your reality. Bind our realities, our being, in nature and song.
