My eyes flew open, and I pushed back against rock-hard shoulders. I let out a little squeak of horror. "It's me," said a familiar voice. ..."Eric, what are you doing here?" "Snuggling.

Bubba made a sound of disapproval "You're not supposed to be kissing on anybody else, Miss Sookie" he said "Bill said it was okay, but I don't like it.

Food that walked and talked, that was us. McPeople.

I felt like a car that had only been operated by one driver… a car its new prospective buyer was determined to take to the Daytona 500.

What had set the fae world off? I`d never seen one. Now you couldn`t throw a trowel without hitting a fairy.

I'd have to say no, people don't change, but they can learn to behave differently.

They say when one door shuts, another one opens. But they haven’t been living at my house. Most of the doors I open seem to have something scary crouched behind them, anyway.