A stupid ruler is much more of a problem than an insane one.

When we got to the moron who was sitting in the only path to the stairway, Adam caught my waist and lifted me over before stepping over the man himself. “Scott?” Adam said as we headed upstairs. “Yeah?” “Unless someone shoots you, skins you, and throws the results on the floor, I don’t want to see you lying in the walkway again.” “Yessir!

Then he'd come back home and found out that war didn't cause fear- love did.

Over a lifetime of dealing with difficult women, I have learned it is often better to give into their demands immediately.

See you tomorrow,” he said, instead. “All right.” Then, impulsively, I asked, “Do you have a place to sleep tonight?” “Sure,” he said with a smile, and started off as if he had somewhere to be. I could have bitten off my tongue because I pushed him into a lie. Once he started lying to me, it would be harder to get him to trust me with the truth. I don’t know why it works that way, but it does—at least in my experience.

I'm a coyote shapeshifter playing in a world of werewolves and vampires---outmatched is n understatement.

Knowledge is a better weapon than a sword.