Where is Barbie?" The female shifter snickered and choked it off. "Is there a stripper pole?

Crazy Curran ranked right up there with monsoons, tornadoes, earthquakes, and other natural disasters.

Unfortunately, the Best Lord had condemned both vehicles as unsafe and instead I now leased a Pack Jeep I called Hector. Equipped with dual engines, Hector worked during magic or tech. He didn't go very fast, especially during magic, but so far he hadn't stalled on me either. As long as our high-speed chases stayed under forty-five miles an hour, we would be all set.

You’re touching me,” I chided him. He caressed my back, sliding his hand down, hitting every sensitive point I hadn’t even known I had. “No, this is touching you. That was just accidental contact.” “Oh? Good to know. If you touch me again and I break your arm off, you can be sure it will be completely accidental.

He said 'woman' in the same way I'd say 'Mmmm, yummy chocolate.

He'd laugh in my face, then I'd slice him to ribbons and then he'd break my neck

One look at Rebecca and Aunt B would have an instant apoplexy. Raphael’s eyebrows furrowed. “My mother’s approval isn’t necessary.” Aha. “Does she know that?