When you dance with the devil, it might as well be a devil who can give you your own corner of hell to rule.
Laurell K. HamiltonShould I eat first or accuse the Master of the City of murder? Choices, choices. -Anita
Laurell K. HamiltonSilk didn't care if it slid over scars or smooth, untouched skin. I'd earned my right to be paranoid.
Laurell K. HamiltonWhat does it mean when the monsters are so afraid of you that you make them cry? That maybe monster depends on which end of the gun your on, or that I was just that good at my job.
Laurell K. Hamilton