Occupation: Writer Birth: December 14, 1968
That's what we all want, isn't it? Power without price..
Wow. The guy can make me feel stupid even when he's telling me I don't have to let him make me feel stupid..
If you say ‘we’re in this together,’ I’m going to hurl..
Remembering. Forgetting. I'm not sure which is worse..
Kids who don't eavesdrop on adult conversations are doomed to a childhood of ignorance..
That's what being crazy was, wasn't it? You thought you were fine. Everyone else knew better..
My past was a private obstacle, not a public excuse..
No. Harsh truth was better than comfortable lies. It had to be..
A name is so important. A surname connects you to your past, to your family. Even a given name has meaning - why did your parents pick that particula….
You'll wrest a burning sword from an angel, but you're afraid of bats?" "I'm not afraid of them. I just don't like them. They're...furry. Flying thin….
The three "F"s of being a werewolf, Feeding, Fighting, and...Reproduction.
I told him what my dad had said. That got him laughing and as we pulled into the school parking lot, even the sight of Rafe waiting for me only made ….
A stereotype becomes a stereotype when a significant percentage of the population appears to conform to it..
This is what I wanted. This guy. This life. This me. I was never getting my old life back, and I didn't care. I was happy. I was safe. I was right wh….
Bingo pup. It's a lesson best learned early. They're all afraid of us." He strolled over to Derek. "You're trying to be a good kid, aren't you? You t….
I hear voices. A shout. A laugh. Clay's laugh. I strained to see through the night. Fog had rolled in from Lake Ontario, but I could hear him laughin….
Let’s just say that being able to contact ghosts makes for some very interesting ménages á trios… and ménages á quartre, and ménages á … whatever fiv….
And the bad guys love to pick on the defenseless necromancer. This time, though, I swear I won’t get kidnapped or possessed. ~Jaime Vegas.
He stood and inhaled, then walked a few more feet, stooped, and prodded a chunk of rabbit fur. “I’m definitely thinking something with more body part….
I lifted onto my toes, put my hands aroung his neck, and pulled him down. When our lips met, that first jolt... It was everything I hadn't felt with ….
The rottweiler stood his ground and waited for me to take the next step in the dance of ritualized intimidation. Instead, I leaped at him. Screw ritu….