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“Boyfriend, let me spell it out for you. You owe me huge, and I’m cashing in. You have any idea what a big deal Marie is in the medium world? It’s like finding out Santa Claus is real and getting a first-class ticket to his workshop!”
The dog’s farts could be considered chemical warfare,
but you don't need to breathe....
“Only a fool chooses to live in ignorance when knowledge is so easily obtained.”
all things female and magical.
“Why do you bother, Crispin? You married a fighter, so stop trying to convince her that the sidelines suit her better.” “The day you love anyone but yourself is the day I’ll take your marital advice, Ian,” Bones bit back in an icy tone. “Then today is that day,” Ian replied sharply, “for I love you, you wretched, pig-headed guttersnipe. I also love that arrogant, overprivileged dandy smirking at us”—a wave indicted Spade, whose aforementioned smirk vanished—“as well as the emotionally fractured, malfunctioning psychic who sired me. And you, Crispin, love a bloodthirsty hellion who’s probably
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“We were never properly introduced,” I said in a vicious purr. “I’m the Red Reaper, and you’re dead.”
Tate snorted. “Do I look like a pussy to you?”
Tate is never gonna make it easy for me to like him, is he?
At her age, her biggest concerns should’ve been playing with dolls versus action figures.
Wow. Kill me.
She wasn’t a steel magnolia. She was an attack tank covered by a veil of roses.
No one better say anything bad about Ian around me after today. I officially loved that son of a bitch.
Finally Cat.
