They always assumed that I did not speak. That I could not. So many had plotted my death, discussed it, laughed about it, even while I was in the same room, because they assumed I was mindless. Like one of the failures of their kind, born mad. But I was not a failure. I was what I was supposed to be. I was dhampir. And they never lived to tell anyone they were wrong.
Karen ChanceThe Circle had been less than thrilled by its choice, but we'd finally come to terms. As in, they were no longer trying to play Whac-A-Mole with my head. Only now they seemed to think they had the right to make sure that nobody else did, either. That was a problem, because the vampires felt the same way and the Senate didn't share well.
Karen ChanceLaura wonโt hurt you,โ I said, wrestling him for control. โSheโs one of the sweetest ghosts I ever met. She just likes to play.โ โYeah, I bet. With my bones, if I had any!โ โShe isnโt like that!โ โSure. โCause when the innocent little girl shows up in a horror flick, itโs always a good thing!
Karen ChanceDorina?" Louis Cesare's voice was loud in my ear. The one I had squeezed against the phone, which was squeezed against my sore shoulder, becuase I was using both hands to keep Ray's point in his pants. "The fey, damm it!" I told him. "They're for the fey!" "Which one?" Louis Cesare asked, his voice going velvety soft. "All of them- No Ray! Ray, cut it out!" "All of them?
Karen ChanceTheyโll have to eat first. And by the time theyโre finished, youโll be back.โ โWith the condoms.โ โRight.โ โFor the giant orgy youโre convinced weโre about to have in the backyard.โ โDory! Just go!โ โIโll go with,โ Ray said, getting up. โI need a snack.โ Which was how I ended up condom shopping with a vampire.
Karen ChanceYou could say I'm on the troubleshooting squad." "Troubleshooting?" He put a hand on the back of his waistband. "I see trouble and I shoot it.
Karen ChanceThey always assumed that I did not speak. That I could not. So many had plotted my death, discussed it, laughed about it, even while I was in the same room, because they assumed I was mindless. Like one of the failures of their kind, born mad. But I was not a failure. I was what I was supposed to be. I was dhampir. And they never lived to tell anyone they were wrong.
Karen Chance