Rodney the ghoul?...Oh, I liked him. He didn't get angry no matter how many times my mother insulted him.

And yet when i finally drifted of in that barely conscious state where logic was absent and dreams encroached i could almost hear bone's voice. he was whispering that same promise he'd made to me months ago when our relationship started and i wondered if it was a sign - and if he'd really meant it. If you run from me i'll chase you. And i'll find you.

I'm great as bait! All the vampires want to eat me!

Since you and Crispin are now finished and I have a few hours to kill, how about that shag?” he asked with heavy irony. “Bite me,” I sighed, gathering up the pages. He winked. “Of course. My second-favorite thing to do in bed.

You know that old saying. Once you go dead, no one's better in bed.

Anytime you want to lay off the paybacks God, that'd be great.

Rodney the ghoul?...Oh, I liked him. He didn't get angry no matter how many times my mother insulted him.