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!

This was not a man who wanted to give up his mate. This was a man trying to do the honorable thing—and give her a choice, no matter hiw much it cost him.

Happiness is German engineering, Italian cooking, and Belgian chocolate.

Being a martyr is highly overrated.

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

Trying is always enough.

I was too busy fighting the river to worry about adjusting my beliefs in accordance to reality.