Eve, we're going to be married in a few days." The jittering started again, big time. "Yeah." "If he keeps looking at you like that, I'm going to have to hurt him.

Two women can't share a house comfortably, no matter how fond they might be of each other. It's got to be one woman's kitchen.

Since it was there, Larkin got another bowl, spooned up stew for himself. “He fights with us. We’re an army.” “An army? Talk about delusions of grandeur. What are you?” she asked Glenna. “Witch.” “So, we’ve got a witch, a sorcerer, a couple of refugees from Geall and a vampire. Some army.

You have heard the expression 'love is blind'" "I think it's bullshit. Lust dazzles, sure, at least for the short term. But love clears the vision. You see better, sharper, because you feel more that you did before

He shook his head and eyed Roarke. "You don't look like a cop." "I'm not and thank you for noticing.

People who say not to speak ill of the dead are hypocrites, because you can take it ot the bank they're thinking ill.

Magic exists. Who can doubt it, when there are rainbows and wildflowers, the music of the wind and the silence of the stars? Anyone who has loved has been touched by magic. It is such a simple and such an extraordinary part of the lives we live.