Never trust a mechanic who drives ne... - Patricia Briggs - Quotes.Pub

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Anna came into the bedroom with a big red towel wrapped around herself and nothing else. Her reddish-brown hair was tied up on top of her head, and there was a drop of water on his favorite freckle. They were all his favorite freckles.

Heartbreak can be like that, boy,” said Zee heavily. “Healthy pain invites healing.

It was discouraging how quickly the beginnings of a sweater turned into a loose pile of yarn.

Let us be heroes as well as monsters.

Even knowing that David Bowie is gone, I am giddy about this.” He said all that in a very dry, professional tone.

Vampires did the one-name thing before Madonna and Prince.

Warren and his boyfriend had put on a Thanksgiving dinner for their friends who didn’t have families to go home to. Being gay meant they had a number of friends with no welcoming families. Mary.

Dear God... Please don’t let me end up in a wheelchair again. No broken bones would be a happy bonus, but I’m not expecting you to make up for my stupidity quite so completely... Whatever happens, you don’t let that vampire make it out of here still moving. If he wins, it will be bad news. Any help you can give us will be appreciated. Amen.

But despair was not a synonym for sorrow or regret. Despair was the loss of hope.

Werewolves smell like musk and mint.

Mirror, mirror, on the wall,” Asil murmured when Tad quit speaking. “Shh,” said Tad. “This isn’t that mirror. That mirror broke, and good riddance to it. Let’s not give this one ideas, please.

It is my privilege,” I said carefully, trying not to tweak his pride, “to do those things that are easier for me than for you. You do the same for me.

Survival is not a pretty business.

As long as I thought what he wanted me to think, he liked it when I thought for myself.

I only get weirder the longer you know me,” I told him, quoting one of the T-shirts I’d gotten for my last birthday.

He’d have to call his brother, Samuel, and tell him that he’d finally learned that his face wouldn’t crack if he smiled. All it had taken to teach him was an Omega werewolf.

The group of rogue Cantrip agents that kidnapped the pack in order to make you go assassinate their target had a list, didn’t they?

Witchbane,” he said. “Witch’s Spawn.” He grimaced, or maybe he smiled. “Something like that, maybe. I forget.

Several years ago, another werewolf had approached me at the garage, looking for a place to be. He was dead.

Whether those lives are a couple of decades or a couple of centuries long, living means that we get hurt, and some of those wounds don’t heal or they don’t heal completely.

Mercy has this... this uncanny ability to go where the trouble is thickest,” Adam told him. He had decided a while ago that it wasn’t deliberate, and that it had something to do with being Coyote’s daughter. He was pretty sure that Mercy was completely oblivious.

You are arrogant and overstep your bounds,” I told him, pointing my cleaned fork at him. “I try,” he said with false modesty.

I’ll remember your words,” he told her with returned seriousness, though he pictured Anna taking her grandmother’s rolling pin after the ghosts who haunted him, and it made him want to... smirk again.

But his attention was all for my mother. “She’s married,” I warned him. “And if you call her a rude name, she’ll shoot you with her pretty pink gun and I’ll spit on your grave.” He considered me a moment and started to open his mouth. Adam said, “Ben. Meet Mercy’s mother, Margi.” Ben paled, closed his mouth, and opened it again. But nothing came out. I didn’t think Ben was used to meeting mothers.

The one who made that poor shadow is long dead.” The wolf in human-seeming almost glowed with power. “They have neither the learning nor the power to make him again. They would not have risked him if they had known who was here. I have made him free, my poor brother that was.

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