I Don't Get Mad, I Get Even.

The Warmth Of His Body Shouldn’t Have Felt Good. He Was Angry And Every Muscle Was Tense. It Was Like Being Leaned On By A Very Heavy, Warm Brick. A Sexy Brick.

That’s A Pretty Lame Superhero Name,” I Told Him. “scooby-doo Is Already Taken,” He Said With Dignity. “anything Else Sounds Lame In Comparison.

There Isn’t A Person In This City More Dangerous Than A Wolf Whose Mate Is In Danger.

She Wondered That Hope Was So Much Harder Then Despair.

Leslie Had Learned Two Valuable Things About The Fae That Day. They Were Powerful And Charming -- And They Ate Children And Puppies.