So,high heels weren't a modern invention. I couldn't believe women had been putting up with these torture devices for centuries..

I wasn't entirely sure, but a polite John Pritkin might be a sign of the apocalypse..

No they called it the Codex Merlini because it was written by a guy named Ralph..

I narrowed my eyes at it. Ming-de’s little gift, I assumed. “You look better in color,” I snapped. He sent me a sultry look over his shoulder. “Reall….

I turned over, and those big hands got to work on my back. I stifled a whimper in the pillow, because Marco's idea of a massage bore no resemblance w….

You mean you let him talk to you like that and you aren't even getting any Man what a rip-off..

This was Dante's. Crazy was what we had for breakfast when we ran out of Corn Flakes.

My name is Cassie Palmer and I’ve cheated death more times than anyone has a right to expect. In the last two months, I’ve been shot, stabbed, beaten….

You know, I've lived a long time," he told me, massaging my calf more firmly now. "And I met a lot of people. But I ain't never met a woman made me w….

You love me?" He just looked at me for a moment. And then he reared back his head and laughed, a rich, mellow sound, unreserved and unashamed. " No, ….

Pritkin and Mircea mixed like oil and water, only not so well..

Trash can!” Pritkin cursed and grabbed one, just about the time everything I’d eaten that night paid a repeat visit. Whiskey, pizza, milk shake, beer….

So maybe it was just as well that my companion was more like Mulder. A coked-out Mulder with a lot of weapons, who knew that the monsters under the b….

All I want to know is why a party of Fey wanted to kill me,” I said heatedly. The beetle’s lips twisted enough to show fang. “Doesn’t everyone?” Radu….

It's okay. You aren't my type. What's your type? Someone who gets into less trouble..

I’d been declared—over my loud and sustained protests—Pythia, the chief seer of the supernatural world..

What?” I said defensively, clutching the mink and my dignity. Since I was barefoot, mostly naked and completely hungover, I was pretty sure I grasped….

We're going jogging." "I don't run for recreation. I run when someone's after me with a weapon." "That can be arranged..

I couldn’t see Pritkin’s face very well, just a pale blur against the shadows, but he didn’t sound happy. Some people thought he had only one mode...….

He wasn't that good looking, he had the social skills of a wet cat and the patience of a caffeinated hummingbird.

There are things we want, and things we may have.... Sanity lies in knowing the difference..