Occupation: Novelist Birth: 1969
That's the problem with white horses. You have to pay for them yourself or you'll always be using someone else's reins..
He stopped when he heard Wellsie's voice coming out of the study. "… some kind of nightmare. I mean, Tohr, he was terrified… No, he fudged when I ask….
Chaos and love when hand in hand and oh, the glorious grace of the world because of it..
To her, saving grace meant you got to live out your life like a normal person: You were healthy and strong, an the prospect of death was just some fa….
After a moment, Wrath turned to John. "This is Lassiter, the fallen angel. One of the last times he was here on earth, there was a plague in central ….
[Devina] “You know, Adrian, you ever get bored with being a Goody Two-shoes, you could come over to my side.” “Because you have cookies, right.” Thos….
What brings you onto my property?" Rhev said, cradling his mug with both hands trying to absorb its warmth. Got a problem" I can't fix your personali….
I'm not hurt. I'm pissed off and sexually frustrated..
Next time you think of me like that , say my name when you come. It'll get you off even better..
...When it was finished, the scaled dragon looked around and as the thing spotted V, a growl rippled up to the bleachers, then ended in a snort. "You….
Tore up from the floor up. Followed by a big outtie. John Mathew.
You are a manipulator. I like to think of myself more as an outcome engineer..
Use me. You've done so much for us-" Marissa said. "Not.....for you." V said. "He's alive because of you. So that's everything." V shook his head and….
You are so beautiful, he mouthed. But of course she couldn’t see his lips. Guess he was going to have to show her..
I am barren of words. For no sounds from my mouth are worthy of your hearing.
Sorry, you're on the ride now, and there's no getting off in the middle..
Man, it was a good thing vampires didn't get cancer. Lately he'd been chain-smoking like a felon..
Vishous screamed. The only thing that was louder was the pop as the hip was relocated, as it were. And the last thing he saw before he checked out of….
He cleared his throat and reminded himself that if you pissed Her Holiness off, they'd need barbecue tongs to pick up your steaming pieces..
Qhuinn gave in immediately, as he was categorically incapable of denying the female anything — most certainly not one of her hugs. They were even bet….
In quick succession, Qhuinn reviewed his answers: No, of course not, the knife was acting of its own volition. I was actually trying to stop it...No,….