Don't think she can breathe over there, chief." drawled Shaun. "Pretty sure she hasn't kicked the oxygen habit yet.

Whoever authorized the evolution of the spiders of Australia should be summarily dragged out into the street and shot.

Why is it you assholes always feel the need to tell the media your evil plans before you kill us?” asked Becks. “Is it a union requirement or something?

She laughed like she'd just invented laughter.​

That's the nice thing about insanity: evil people kill you, but crazy ones try to make you understand.

Mira Grant is actually my pseudonym. And Seanan is pronounced SHAWN-in.

Life as the chosen religious figure for a colony of cryptid mice can be a lot of things, but it's definitely never boring.