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Maybe the Survivors’ Club wasn’t something you “earned,” but simply what you were born into when you came out of your mother’s womb. Your heartbeat put you on the roster and then the rest of it was just a question of vocabulary: The nouns and verbs used to describe the events that rocked your foundation and sent you flailing were not always the same as other people’s, but the random cruelties of disease and accident, and the malicious focus of evil men and nasty deeds, and the heartbreak of loss with all its stinging whips and rattling chains . . . at the core, it was all the same.
The essential truth of life, he was coming to realize, wasn’t romantic and took only two words to label: Shit. Happens.
I miss you. I miss you so fucking bad it hurts, but I don’t know how to find you even though you’re right in front of me.
His body was exhausted, but his heart was alive with a joy so pure it was like the sunlight he didn’t get to see anymore: He was a mute-ass motherfucker with a nasty past and a night job that involved fighting evil and slaughtering the undead. And in spite of all that . . . he’d gotten the girl. He’d gotten his girl, his true love, his pyrocant.
she was his missing puzzle piece, the twelfth in his dozen, the first and the last pages of his book. And at some level that was all he needed.
You never knew the last time you were seeing someone. You didn’t know when the last argument happened, or the last time you had sex, or the last time you looked into their eyes and thanked God they were in your life. After they were gone? That was all you thought about. Day and night.
“ The war waits for no male to be of sound mind.” Indeed, at times ’twas better to be in lunacy.
sometimes the best thing that you could do for someone was stay away from them.
Yeah, hard to know what the biggest shocker was: her mother showing up for the first time in three hundred years. Or the fact that, yes, it appeared she was jacking her ass into a mating gown. You never knew where life was going to take you, did you.
The sight below, coupled with the female in his arms, made him feel as though he’d climbed a great mountain and had finally, inexplicably, unbelievably gotten to the top.
Fate was not easy . . . but it got things right. Eventually, everything that came to pass was exactly how it was meant to be.
