You're up to something," I said. He turned, eyes wide, long fingers pressed to his heart. "Moi?" "Yeah, you.
Laurell K. HamiltonSex was never as neat as the movies made it. Real sex was messy. Good sex was messier.
Laurell K. HamiltonI hate being awake at three in the morning. It is the godforsaken heart of darkness when the body runs slow, and the brain runs slower, and all you want to do is sleep. But I had promises to keep, and miles to go before I could sleep. Or at least a couple of miracles to perform before I could go to bed.
Laurell K. HamiltonIf you fear nothing, then you are not brave. You are merely too foolish to be afraid.
Laurell K. Hamilton