He'd pulled back a little, just with his lower half, and I was afraid the scorch in my cheeks would set fire to the rest of me, because I an idea why. Wow. Oh wow.
Lilith SaintcrowPeople donโt really want to know anything about you. They just want you to fit into their little predetermined slots. They decide what you are in the first two seconds, and they only get nervous or upset if you donโt live up to their snap judgments.
Lilith SaintcrowI just . . . knew, the way you know how to breathe or to pull your hand back from a hot stove.
Lilith SaintcrowZombies smell worse than anything you can imagine if you havenโt been hunting things on the dark side of the world. Itโs a ripe, gassy odour, like rotting eggs and meat gone bad, crawling blind with maggots. Itโs road kill and decayed food and body odour all rolled into one package and tied up with puke.
Lilith Saintcrow