Where. Is. He?" Alphonse repeated, although it sounded more like "Don't make me eat your face.

One day, you will say it to me again. You will be sober. And you will mean it.

So,high heels weren't a modern invention. I couldn't believe women had been putting up with these torture devices for centuries.

I’m driving,” Louis-Cesare said, sliding into the low seat as easily as if he’d done it a hundred times. “You’re drunk.” I wished. “I had all of two beers, mostly for the water content.” “If you needed water, why didn’t you drink water?” “I don’t like water.

Mircea leaned over to refill my wineglass, and a section of his bare chest showed under the robe, along with a hint of dusky nipple. It's a good thing I'm too stuffed to move, I thought hazily. I would so have jumped that.

You know, I was gutting this loser the other day, and I thought, It’d be more fun fighting that little dhampir. I wonder if she’s recovered yet. And here you are.” “Lucky me,” I said. Scarface grinned. “You know, I might even let you live. You’re funny.

I left it with a warmer,” he said drily. Because war mages ate their fried chicken frozen to the ground and they liked it.