Occupation: Author Birth: June 13, 1974
Kitty need's a tounge bath.
Happy belated birthday, Cat," he said, giving me a self-deprecating smile. "Aren't you glad Juan picked the place and not me? We wold have had lattes….
Try not to think too often, you'll only hurt yourself.
Wrong way, Bones. The men's showers are in the opposite direction." I'll file that away with all the other information that doesn't pertain to me" wa….
You either trust me or you don't. I've never let you down, and I won't walk away unless you make me. Period. Now, unless you have a real emergency, I….
Of course he wouldn't hesitate before trying something that had never been done before. He was Vlad Tepesh. How could he fail?.
We're going to knock those demons out and slay them with the power of Jesus. Hallelujah, can I get an amen?- Timmie.
Words.” His tone sharpened. “I shared my house, my bed, and my blood with you, as well as offered you a place in my life forever. What are words comp….
Now that was informative" were her first words. "Catherine, you never told me that no matter how many times you sliced something off a vampire, it gr….
Cat, hmmm? From where I sit you look more like a Kitten." My head jerked around and I shot him an annoyed look. Oh, I was going to enjoy this, all ri….
More of that hair-raising energy rolled out of Vlad, until I was rubbing my arms to chase the tingling sensations away. Was this what Marty meant whe….
Odd that I couldn’t catch any of your dream,” Bones went on. “Normally your dreams are like background music to me..
Be good only if being bad ain't more fun..
If you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you..
You're my Red Reaper, and I've missed you terribly..
You ought to be ashamed of yourself, running around, not married, staying out all night. Ashamed!" "Ashamed!" my grandmother echoed. Good to know the….
That one tickled. If electrocution is your way of flirting, I commend you on your originality..
Let's go, Kitten, before you kill someone else. -Bones.
Nathanial can show me how to better control the change, but even so, you never have to worry about me turning into a cat again. Didn't you know, I'm ….
It was official. I now wanted to murder a ghost, a notion I'd discarded as unlikely only twenty minutes before. (Cat).
A hint of a frown touched his mouth. “I told you that wasn’t about feeding.” “No, it was about you making your point.” I skewered a bite and chewed. ….