That human, he's a lesser waiting to happen, in my opinion--nothing less, nothing more

Man" Rhage muttered, "someone hit this place with the Hallmark stick." Until it broke.

Man, some open doors were not welcoming, and that was so the case here—less hi-how’re-ya, more come-in-so-your-skin-can-be-used-to-make-a-super-hero-cape-for-one-of-Hannibal-Lecter’s-patients.

Saxton was indeed clear on things: Blay was still in love with Qhuinn— and probably always would be. “Why?” he said to his lover. “Because I want you for however long I have you.

She'd ended up passing out, and sometime later, John must have gotten up to use the loo and left the light on. Probably to make sure she didn't feel lost if she woke up. Because that's the kind of male he was.

All kings are blind. The good ones see this and use more than their eyes to lead.

Love’em or hate’em, by blood or by heart, family was a kind of oxygen. Necessary for the living.