I could hear him laughing. Son of a bit*h. I would kill him. I didn't care if he was coyote or the son of Satan.He was a dead man walking.
Patricia BriggsPeople as old and powerful as he should never be given someone to love. For Anna he would destroy the world.
Patricia BriggsBran was stripping her futon down to the bare mattress when she entered her apartment. It was sort of like watching the president mowing the White House lawn or taking out the trash.
Patricia BriggsShe understood his passion because she felt the same way: as if nothing was more important than the touch of her skin to his, as if she'd die if he left her.
Patricia Briggs