I saved the baby. I saved her. For you." - Bran

All men are liars. All women are liars, too.

You know," she said, stirring her tea, "the fastest way to get him off your back is to sleep with him. And tell him you love him. Preferably while in bed." I smirked and the tea almost came out of my nose. "He'd run like he was on fire.

He stepped forward, took a deep breath, and doubled over in a sneezing fit. My werewolf was allergic to tortoises. Why me?

He groaned and I saw his face. "Curran!" I would've preferred a homicidal lunatic. Oh, wait...

I was a knight," Andrea said. "I'm not just going to start shooting every dickhead who mouths off to me." "Just making sure." "Besides, if I shot him, I'd do it so nobody could trace it back to me. I'd shoot him somewhere remote, his head would explode like a melon, and they would never find his body. He would just vanish.

Seducing him in the tub smelling of vinegar was out of the question. There had to be some boundaries.