Tim was dead. And he's always been a loser. I'd be damned if I was going to be the victim of a loser - or anyone else.
Cheeses crusty, got all musty, got damp on the stone of a peach.
Stefan: "Indian with a dot, not a feather.
A werewolf tossed me against a giant packing crate while I was trying to rescue a frightened young girl who'd been kidnapped by an evil witch and a drug lord.
A man learns with age, if he is lucky.
Don't make light of any man's pain.
Wizards are a secretive lot.
If there was such evil in the world, was it possible that there was good, too?
Let's save tomorrow's troubles for tomorrow.
Survivors can't always choose their methods.
Being a martyr is highly overrated.
Intelligent men are dangerous.
Sometimes I think I live more closely to the past than the present.
Wizards don't all look alike.
Civilization is vastly overrated.
Any idiot can put up a website.
Over a lifetime of dealing with difficult women, I have learned it is often better to give into their demands immediately.
She open her eyes and met his. The impact was so strong he was amazed that his figures continued playing with out pause.
It is hard to accept being different, hard to have people avoid looking at you, and still believe in yourself.
Reluctantly, I pulled out my necklace and showed it to them. Samuel frowned. The little figure was stylized; I suppose he couldn't tell what it was at first. A dog?" asked Zee, staring at my necklace. A lamb," I said defensively, tucking it safely back under my shirt. "Because one of Christ's names is "The Lamb of God."" Samuel's shoulders shook slightly. "I can see it now, Mercy holding a roomful of vampire at bay with her glowing sheep." I gave his shoulder a hard push, aware of the heat climbing to my cheeks, but it didn't help. He sang in a soft taunting voice, "Mercy had a little lamb.
Adam swore harshly. "New werewolves are dangerous, woman. Especially when they are cold and hungry." He looked at Mac, and his voice changed completely, the heat and anger gone, "Mercy, come here." I didn't look down to see what he'd noticed in Mac's face. I took a step, but Mac was wrapped around my left leg. I stopped before I fell. "Uhm. I'm a little stuck for the moment.
If creation was given no limit, ultimately everything would cease to exist.
You'd tell the world what your best friend wore to sleep if you thought it made a good enough story.
And that's when Anna realized that what the wolf had been asking Bran for was death. Impulsively, Anna stepped away from Charles. She put a knee on the bench she'd been sitting on and reached over the back to close her hand on Asil's wrist, which was lying across the back of the pew. He hissed in shock but didn't pull away. As she held him the scent of wilderness, of sickness, faded. He stared at her, the whites of his eyes showing brightly while his irises narrowed to small bands around his black pupil. "Omega," he whispered, his breath coming harshly.
If she know how strongly he felt, she'd have run out the door. He wasn't used to the possessive, or the savage joy she brought to his heart. It ate at his control, so he turned his attention to the music. He understood music.
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