Coffee or orange juice?” “Water is fine.” His eyebrows went up. “Uh-oh,” Auriele said, but she was smiling. Darryl was not. “Are you implying that my coffee is not the best in four counties? Or my fresh-squeezed orange juice is less than perfect?

He was obviously dead. But since he was a vampire that wasn't as hopless a thing as it might have been.

Hard truths can be dealt with, triumphed over, but lies will destroy your soul.

Mercy is not a proper Indian name."..........."Rash Coyote Who Runs With Wolf. We could shorten it to Dinner Woman.

Dragons and legends...It would have been difficult for any man not to want to fight beside a dragon.

I was going to fight vampires, and my name wasn't Buffy--I was so screwed.

Taking out werewolves, I gather and surmise, is akin to taking out a SEAL team.