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He gave an impression of coiled power, a contained violence that if released, would explode with terrifying intensity.

If he full-out flexed, I would probably faint, or jump off the building.

The sight of me puffing and straining apparently amused him to no end.

You're not going to die?" "Not right this minute." And of course, saying something like that usually resulted in immediate dying. I braced myself for a stray meteorite falling through the roof to crush my skull.

Wanna spot me?" "No thanks. How about I just scream verbal encouragements at you?

The kind of eyes that jumped from a woman's dreams right into her morning and made trouble in the marriage bed.

Now climb, young grasshopper, so your Kung Fu won't be weak.

Shave that jaw, brush that hair, tone down the crazy in the eyes, and he would have to fight women off with that crossbow.

Now was not a good time, but we didn't often get to chose the time to repay our debts.

Just to make sure the odd humanoid aberration doesn't get away, always pin it through the nuts.

If my luck held, it wouldn't be a handsome Greek demigod looking for the love of his life or at least his love of a couple of hours.

What would I do without the moral compass of a teenage werewolf.

He said 'woman' in the same way I'd say 'Mmmm, yummy chocolate.

On the plus side, if he ever had to fight through a roomful of adolescent girls, he only needed to blink (his velvet brown eyes framed in embarassingly long lashes) a few times, and they would all faint.

We were screwed and he didn't even kiss us first.

The Order of Merciful Aid provided merciful aid, usually on the edge of a blade or the burn of a bullet.

On a scale from one to ten, the Pack was eleven and everything else a one.

The vampire stared at me, his mouth slack as Ghastek assessed his options. I took a couple of forms from my desk, put them into the vamp's mouth, and pulled them up by their edges. "What are you doing?" Ghastek asked. "My hole puncher broke." "You have no respect for the undead.

Curran looked back at me. "Why is it you always attract creeps?" "You tell me." Ha! Walked right into that one, yes, he did.

Not only will you sleep with me, but you will say 'please.'" I stared at him, shocked. The smile widened. "You will say 'please' before and 'thank you' after." Nervous laughter bubbled up. "You've gone insane. All that peroxide in your hair finally did your brain in, Goldilocks.

It took a qualified wizard to detect a summoning in progress. It required only a half-literate idiot with a twitch of power and a dim idea of how to use it to attempt one. Before you knew it, a three-headed Slavonic god was wreaking havoc in downtown Atlanta, the skies were raining winged snakes, and SWAT was screaming for more ammo.