Occupation: Writer Birth: April 27, 1962
I'm a vampire, idiot. I don't have x-ray vision." "Some supernatural monster you are, remind me to trade you in for a werewolf, bro. Probably be more….
If Myrnin pokes his crazy head up before then, call me and try to keep him, you know, stable.' 'Is he UNstable?' 'I don't know, how can I tell? You'r….
As I leafed through the book in front of me and watched the dust swirl in the air, I wondered if maybe there was some evil dormant virus in the pages….
Of course, I thought I was badass at sixteen, too. Wait, I was badass at sixteen. Oh, yeah..
The problem with ruling by fear is that eventually, when the fear fades, fury replaces it..
About how much sex I didn’t get? Go ahead..
Jason: I'm all for hobbies, but you think this is the time for origami? Whatcha making, a crane?.
claire:Now shane was talking sense?Wow was it opposite day?.
So we do nothing? --Claire We do the best nothing you've ever seen. --Michael.
Don't diss me, Danvers. I'm warning you.""I'm not dissing you," Claire sighed. "I'm ignoring you. There's a difference. Dissing you implies I think y….
It's a sad day when Myrnin is the safe choice, she thought. Apparently, he thought so, too, because he gave her a long, troubled look before pressing….
..."I can always stuff you back in the bottle and shove a tampon in the top instead of a stopper, and all the other Djinn will point and laugh-.
I feel safer with my old enemy beside me..
MIchael went to her and put his arms around her.,and we can heard eve let out a little, sad sob as she melted against him. Michael- "Shhh..." he whis….
I don’t see a way in,” Eve whispered. Why are you whispering?” Myrnin whispered back. “Vampires can hear us, anyway..
...will you be so kind as to provide me with a few places where I might look for a murderer?" "The mirror's a great place to start.
I have the feeling I’ve been— unpleasant..
Amelie had on black pants, a black zip-up hoodie, andrunning shoes. So wrong..
You're much shorter than my mom." "Brat," she said, surprised into a giggle. "That's no way to talk to a vampire." "Bloodsucking brat." "Better" he s….
You’re not going to suck.’’ ‘‘Not at the guitar, anyway,’’ Shane said, deadpan. Claire punched him in the arm. ‘‘Ow..
Sure,” she said, and hugged the laptop bag closer. “What could go wrong?” Michael’s eyes flashed to meet hers in the rearview mirror. Besides everyth….