I've bowed to you for too long, and if I continue to do it, we will all suffer.

Mind the dead man, my dear.

Goodness," Myrnin said quietly. "I don't think I should be watching this. I don't think I'm old enough.

Hey! Sorry, lady, but nobody's staking anybody at this party! I hung a disco ball for this.

Meditate?” I took my head out from under the pillow, shook dark hair back from my face, and rolled over on my side to look at him. “Excuse me, but the closest I ever got to having a spiritual awakening was dating a yoga instructor. Once.

Ummm…” She licked her lips. “Define fun.” “Quit doing that, jailbait. It’s distracting.

Jealous?" "Maybe." "No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.