Kate, perhaps you need to explain to your significant other that he is in no position to give me orders. Last time I checked, his title was Beast Lord, which is a gentle euphemism for a man who strips nude at night and runs around through the woods hunting small woodland creatures. I'm a premier Master of the Dead. I will go where I please.
Ilona AndrewsI was so happy to be out of there. โBarabas, if you werenโt batting for the other team, Iโd marry you.โ He grinned. โIf I werenโt batting for the other team, I would accept your proposal. You had me at โNo comment.โ If all my clients were this smart, my life would be much easier. Much, much easier.
Ilona AndrewsThe idiot had shot their own dog. Thatโs what happened when the destructive potential of a manโs weapons exceeded his intelligence.
Ilona AndrewsI know it's late, but could you find a book for me? It's called The Slavs: Study of Pagan Tradition by Osvintsev." Barabas sighed dramatically. "Kate, you make me despair. Let's try that again from the top, except this time pretend you are an alpha." "I don't need a lecture. I just need the book." "Much better. Little more growl in the voice?" "Barabas!" "And we're there. Congratulations!
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