Secret to what?" "Secret to shutting you up," he said. "I just have to beat you till you're half-dead, then give you chicken soup and"--he raised his hands--"blessed silence.
Ilona AndrewsYes, I'm too mad to punish you right now. We'll talk about it when we get home. Go brush your teeth, comb your hair, put on dry clothes, and get the guns. We're going to Wal-Mart.
Ilona AndrewsWilliam strode to her. Thatโs how itโs done. Drink it in. She surveyed the carnage behind him. โDid you have fun?โ He showed her his teeth. โYes. Now they wonโt take you anywhere.โ Cerise stepped closer to him, so close he only needed to lean in and dip his head and he would kiss her. Since he saved her, maybe he could just grab her andโ โThat was the stupidest thing you have done since Iโve met you,โ she ground out through her teeth. Belay the grabbing.
Ilona AndrewsWhen a lion stalks a herd, he sneaks in close, lies down, and surveys them to choose his victim. He takes his time. The deer or buffalo have no idea heโs near. He finds his prey and then he explodes from his hiding place and grabs it. Even if another, perfectly serviceable animal ends up within his reach, he isnโt going to alter his course. He has chosen, and he would rather go hungry than change his mind.
Ilona Andrews