Occupation: Writer Birth: April 27, 1962
I’m avampire. I havesecret powers ,” he said with a full-on fake Transylvanian accent, which he dropped to say, “Actually, your mom let me in..
You're kidding," Shane said. "Do you think I want to visit Crazy McTeeth in his lair of insanity?" "No," Claire said, "but I'm pretty sure you won't ….
It is a natural stronghold for them—they can infest this maze of iron and water like a horde of starving cockroaches, and they’ll be just as hard to ….
Shane, in case we don’t … don’t come out of this, I wanted to say…” He glanced over at her, and she felt her whole body warm from it. She remembered ….
claire:dont do anything dumb or ill kill you myself shane:ouch girl whatever happend to unconditional love around here.
She was almost at the top of the steps, and Shane was right behind her, when she heard Myrnin say, in a quiet voice that was like the old Myrnin, the….
Hold on, Claire Bear! Next stop, Crazytown!.
Shane looked…pale. Pale and shaken and—how predictable was this?—pissed..
Turn down the porn soundtrack! Trying to concentrate here!-Shane.
I know, he said. We are into the Bad Idea neighborhood and heading down I Have a Bad Feeling Street. (Shane).
Shane settled his flamethrower more comfortably on his shoulders. “Ladies? After you.” “Rude,” Claire said. “I was being polite!” “Not when you have ….
EVE:so thats the bathroom where shane spends houres doing his hair shane:bite me.
shane:you only love me for my abs clair:shut up loser shift off.
Eeek,” Shane said. Nothing. Right, Amazon princess, I got the point..
From Shane's Point of View: Jester talking to Shane: "What's the matter? You afraid you'd bite your skinny little girlfriend?" Jester laughed. "She's….
shane:do we have a choice michael:dont think so shane:then screw im gitting tired lets go get eaten.at least then i can get some sleep.
Mom and Dad had a lot to answer for, she decided. She couldn’t even be rude to evil vampires who’d caged her boyfriend and were preparing to roast hi….
Claire was struggling through last summer’s diary volume when Myrnin popped in through the portal, wearing a big floppy black hat and a kind of crazy….
I am not getting you a brain, because I am not that kind of assistant, Dr. Frankenstein..
Don’t,” Michael said. It was soft, and it was a warning, through and through. “You try to hurt her again and I’ll pull your arm off..
You want to go play with your new friends back there? The really pale ones with the taste for plasma? --Shane.