It Wasn't Hard To Follow The Scent Of Blood To The Living Room Where The Fae Had Been Killed. It Had Been A Violent Death, Perfect For Creating Ghosts.

Some people are boys longer than others.

Coyote never loses. Because I change the rules of the games my enemies play. What are the rules of your game?

She'd never have allowed herself to be held by anything as mundane as a few bars and a reinforced door

Mercy?” “Just a minute,” I told Adam. “I'm in the middle of a revelation.

When a man is on the verge of passing out from pain, it seemed wrong to notice how beautiful he was.

He stopped what he was doing and pulled out his magic phone. Okay, the phone wasn't magic, but it does things my computer struggles with.