Death didn't bother me much. Strong Christian and all that. Method of death did. Being eaten alive. One of my top three ways not to go out.
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. HamiltonNo such thing as a hard woman, Memphis,just soft men. With that, I turned, and the others followed me.
Laurell K. HamiltonI cannot do it. I cannot bear it. I cannot go back to what I was here. I cannot stand at her side and watch another take her. I am not that strong or that good.
Laurell K. HamiltonNeal stood, kicking free of the clinging curtain. "I'll kill you." I drew the firestar and pointed it at him. "I don't think so." "She is pack now," Sylvie said. "You fight one of us, and you fight all of us." Edward raised his eyebrows at me. "What is going on, Anita?" "I think I've been adopted," I said.
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