The Trouble with Twelfth Grave (Charley Davidson, #12)

by Darynda Jones

Coffee: A warm, delicious alternative to hating everyone forever. —TRUE FACT

I’ll tell you what’s wrong with society. No one drinks from the skulls of their enemies anymore.

“Rey’azikeen is a general. Trained in combat. Able to kill both physically and mentally, he is a master soldier and manipulator. He has proven what he is capable of countless times. It must end, Elle-Ryn-Ahleethia.” An army. Of angels. Cutting into him. Stabbing him. Bringing my husband to his knees. Stealing his last breath.

The Devil whispered in my ear, “You’re not strong enough to withstand the storm.” Today I whispered back, “I am the storm.” —MEME