Occupation: Writer Birth: April 27, 1962
Oliver . . . well. Who knew if Oliver’s problem was the disease or just a bad attitude?.
No,” Shane said. “I’m not leaving you two here alone. We stick together.” “I’m still not kissing you,” Michael said. “Tease..
Nothing?Micheal!You're 'playing'!.IN PUBLIC? 'That's new?' Claire whisperd to shhane 'He hasn't played anywhere but our living room since-Teeth-in-ne….
Amelie said, “I won’t be your servant in Morganville. Nor should you be mine. Equals.” She offered her hand to him, and he looked down at it, clearly….
He had on bunny slippers. These had fangs. They all stared at them in silence for about a heartbeat, and then Shane said, "That is impressively wicke….
You couldn't be romantic if your life depended on it." "You know what's lucky? Most bad guys don't ask you to be romantic on command, so that probabl….
But that quickly faded, and he frowned. "You're bleeding," he said. "What happened?" Claire sighed and held up her wrist to show him the bandage. "Ma….
That's very rude," Myrnin said. "I haven't brought my fangs our for some time. Not in mixed company, anyway..
Did you see my ninja move?That was fast, right?" "You are not a ninja, Shane." "I've watched all the movies. I just haven't gotten the certificate fr….
(Djinn are essentially vapor.) "I blew him away..
No. --Claire Bullshit! Yes, a world of yes. --Eve.
And before you ask, no, you're not driving, Myrnin. I remember the last time." "That accident was not my fault." "You were the only one on the road, ….
You humans, always eating. I'll make you soup. You can eat it while you keep working." Myrnin set aside his book and walked into the back of the lab.….
Maybe you're not his type." Michael said "Oh, now you're just being insulting..
I just—we were talking, and we fell asleep. I swear, we didn’t, um—’’ ‘‘Yeah, you’d better not have ummed..
You know what we call pedestrians in Morganville? Mobile bloodbanks..
Knowing Myrnin, there could be anything inside, from a body he'd forgotten about to his dirty laundry..
You think that because I want to do what’s right, because I want to make things better, I’m weak,” Claire said. “Or that I’m stupid. But I’m not. It ….
Girl, it's an umbrella, not a Lamborghini..
Shane: "Score," he said, and raised the crowbar in triumph. "Who's your daddy?" - Black Dawn.
Myrnin to Claire: "If anyone comes to bite you while I'm gone - well, try not to attract attention. Die quietly..