Tall, with skin the color of rich coffee, and dressed all in black, Jim looked like he was carved from a block of solid muscle. Logic said that at some point he must've been a baby and then a child, but looking at him one was almost convinced that some deity touched the ground with its scepter and proclaimed, "There shall be a badass," and Jim sprung into existence, fully formed, complete with clothes, and ready for action.
Ilona AndrewsTrue strength isnโt in killingโor ignoringโyour opponent, itโs in having the will to shield those who need your protection.
Ilona AndrewsIt's not your job to die for your Pack! It's your job to make the other bastards die for theirs.
Ilona Andrews