In a few hours, I’m going to be banished to the surface, my belongings raffled off as novelty items and my living space given to someone else—my repu….

I tried to breathe, failing. I clutched her to me, tears slipping from under my closed eyes. It was as if her soul was liquid fire and I could feel h….

Maybe he thinks he can rescue me? No one is that stupid..

I suddenly realized that a bunch of my friends needed babysitters and vowed to start screening my calls..

Shut up," I hissed. Ticked that he was taller than me, I stepped up onto a nearby coffee table. "I'm not in a cage anymore," I said, keeping enough p….

My eyes widened at the ball of orange fluff squeezing out from under the counter, blinking and stretching. I looked again, not believing. “It’s a cat….

My blood rose, mixing with my lingering fear of the unknown to drive her to a fever pitch. Her lips touched my lower neck and vertigo spun the room, ….

Coffee. I could smell coffee. Coffee would make everything better..

Somehow I found him. Somehow I found Al's sarcastic thoughts, bitter and old. Tired, angry, bored. Alone..

You think my kids just popped out of the ground?.

They weren’t idiots, but I attracted trouble that just begged me to beat it into submission..

Al was looking at me in disbelief. “Not your lover?” “No.” “But he is Rachel candy,” Al said, his confusion too honest to be faked..

she had given me a piece of what made her life sane..

Yes, but . . .” She hesitated, her gaze finally coming to me. “I survived because I fell in love.” With you was unspoken..

He grinned. “That’s because pixies are ever-after. We’re magic, baby. Just ask Matalina..

This is about Ku’Sox, isn’t it,” I said, more of a statement than a question. He made a sighing groan, and I knew it was. “Then you’ve met,” he said,….

Nothing is so hard that it can't be found by searching..

if I’d been hit with the same thing as Glenn, I probably had his doctor. The thought seemed about right when Glenn shrank back in his chair with a gu….

Gaily, if you can't demonstrate the ability to keep her alive, then I will take over her care and get you a dog instead." - Newt.

Married pixy, I told myself, forcing my eyes back to the shelf of ceramic animals. Fifty-four kids. Beautiful wife, sweet as sugar, who would kill me….

It’s a cat. Boy, you couldn’t slip anything past me tonight..