But She Loves Me. Me. Just The

The Fomorians Skittered Backward, Away From Me, Looking Justifiably Confused. I Mean, Really, How Many Human Women Actually Run To Them? And I Was A Human Woman Covered In Swamp Yuck, With Wild Red Hair Sticking Out In Matted Hunks And Arms Flailing Like A Demented Bride Of Frankenstein. I'd Run From Me.

It's Not Just A Sunset; It's A Moonrise Too.

No, Zoey." Heat Sounded Pissed. It's Not Okay Here. Not For You." Well, Maybe That's 'cause I'm Not Dead. Yet.

Blood Leads To Humanity, Spirit Leads To Night, And Earth Completes.

Darius Didn't Have Any Trouble Finding The Street Cats Building. It Was A Cozy-looking Square Brick Building With Big Front Windows Crowded With Cat Stuff. I Made A Mental Note To Pick Up A Little Something For Nala From Their Gift Shop. My Cat Was Grumpy Enough Without Her Thinking That I'd Been Cheating On Her (translation: I Would Smell Like A Zillion Other Cats) And Hadn't Even Brought Her A Present.