Congratulations," he said, his voice dry. "You finally managed to find a woman as tragically noble as yourself. I didn't think one existed." "I'm not tragic." Kaldar held up his hand. "Spare me. Some children are born wearing a silk shirt; you were born wrapped in melancholy. When they slapped you to make you cry, you just sighed heavily and a single tear rolled from your eye." He dragged his finger from the corner of his left eye to his cheek. " Your first words were probably 'woe is me.'" "My first words were 'Kaldar, shut up!' because you talked too much. Still do.

Nobody ever died of being shot by a cookie.

The decorator of Las Colimas must have been a great admirer of both early Aztec and late Taco Bell architectural styles.

Black hair, angelic face, and devil eyes.

Failure happened. The trick was to accept the risk and try anyway.

The Beast Lord walked out of the warehouse. The screen went dark. My knight in furry armor. Saiman opened his mouth. "This is why I didn't. Personally, I think your smile is inappropriate.

It a dude and a girl, and the house and wooo scary things happen and then they kill everything.