I thought I'd pay you a visit, my dear. Since you're so interesting." My mouth shifted into high gear, leaving my brain behind. "You know, you're the second guy in a few days to call me that. You should be more creative.
Lilith SaintcrowTo my everlasting relief, heโd also stopped with the starch a few years back . The military made him big on spray starch, but I point-blank refused to touch the stuff after a while. He finally gave up doing it himself, and I manfully restrained myself from pointing out that the world didnโt explode when he did. And they say maturity is just for adults.
Lilith SaintcrowI went to the entrance to the restroom, where the hallway did a sharp bend so nobody could peek into the girls' pee-palace.
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 SaintcrowHis thumb stroked my cheek. My eyes half-closed. When he spoke next, it was very softly, his voice an almost-physical caress against my whole body. My flesh tightened like a harpstring. I swallowed hard against the wave of liquid heat. "How can I possibly be jealous when I know you spent your time grieving for me, Dante?
Lilith Saintcrow