Maybe She Was Being So Hoity-toity Because

I'd Been Blindsided With The Most Painful Knowledge: The First Man To Ever Say He Loved Me Had Never Loved Me At All. His Passion Had Been Artificial. His Pursuit Of Me Had Been Choreographed.

A Dog – A Collie – Went Up To Eric, Looked Up At His Face, And Growled. “shoo,” Eric Said, Making An Imperious Gesture With His Hand.

You Can Hold On To Me For As Long As You Want. Let Go Of The Pain, Sookie". - Eric, Club Dead.

Here’s To Books, The Cheapest Vacation You Can Buy.

So You Want Me To Go To A Human Orgy, Where I Will Not Be Welcome, And You Want Us To Leave Before I Get To Enjoy Myself? ~eric Northman