It was the kind of sword that would make a lifelong pacifist look for tall boots and a hat with feathers.

Rene looked at Grendel. “What in the world is that?” “That’s our mutant attack poodle,” I told her. “Is he chewing on a gun?

So how was it?" she asked. "Kissing Curran?" "I can't let him kiss me again, because if he does, I'll sleep with him." Andrea blinked. "Well," she said finally, "At least you know where you stand.

Shifting in the hospital bed had blown her closet door wide open.

I'm going to kick you in the head when I get home. Repeatedly.

For a second I thought I might actually be alive," I said, looking at Nick's unshaven face. "Now I know- I've gone to Hell and you're my nursemaid.

The kid was so handsome, he almost looked unreal.