Are you wet for me, Mary? I think you are. I think you're covered with honey.
I do not crave this" But he needed it before he became a danger to himself and others.
John Matthew was her well of soul, as the symphaths called it,or her pyrocant, to the vampires. Her essential weakness.
Man, it was a good thing vampires didn't get cancer. Lately he'd been chain-smoking like a felon.
“Doesn't have to be easy to be right.” In that case, we're meant for each other.
From one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now." And he was, with a smile.