Mercy Is Not A Proper Indian Name."..........."rash

He Was Like Superman, But With Fangs And Oddly Impaired Morals.

This World Has Need Of Song And Sword.

New Rules. If You Are Smart Enough To Live, You Won’t Hit Charles’s Mate In Front Of His Father.

Humans, Werewolves, Or, Apparently, Vampire, It Doesn't Matter; Get More Than Three Of Them Together And The Jockeying For Power Begins.

Drink It,” I Told Her. “it’s Good For What Ails You. Caffeine And Sugar. I Don’t Drink It, So I Ran Over To Your House And Stole The Expensive Stuff In Your Freezer. It Shouldn’t Be That Bad. Samuel Told Me To Make It Strong And Pour Sugar Into It. It Should Taste Sort Of Like Bitter Syrup.” She Gave Me A Smile Smile, Then A Bigger One, And Plugged Her Nose Before She Drank It Down In One Gulp. “next Time," She Said In A Hoarse Voice, “i Make The Coffee.