I glanced at Derek. The boy wonder didn't melt into a pile of goo, although his gaze was glued to Rowena's chest. Avoiding eye contact. Good strategy.

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?

In diplomacy, like in great many other things, the rules of engagement survive only until one remarkable person decides to break them.

The phone rang. I picked it up. "Kate Daniels" "It's me," Curran said. "I—" I hung up.

He kissed me, and I pulled my personal psycho into bed with me.

If I lose control, you'll be the first to know." "I'm quite perturbed by the idea.

Maybe if I prayed to Miss Marple, she’d hook me up with a clue