Self-pity is like chocolate; as you get older, you can only afford a little bit.

I abjure you,” Alcide said. Colonel Flood winced, and young Sid, Amanda, and Culpepper looked both astonished and impressed, as if this were a ceremony they'd never thought to witness. “I see you no longer. I hunt with you no longer. I share flesh with you no longer.

She killed Lorena in a fight?" Eric's grin grew even broader. He was as proud as if he'd heard his firstborn reciting Shakespeare.

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

I have lived one step away from losing my mind for years. I am quick and accurate in spotting unstable streaks in others.

i was momentarily sidetracked by the vision of Eric herding a cow into a trailer and driving it to the shoulder of the the interstate and shooing it into the trees.

Just because one of Arlene's husbands was a murderer is no reason for me to be ugly