Even After All This Time, I Keep

Never Trust A Mechanic Who Drives New Cars. They're Either Charging Too Much Money For Their Work, Or They Can't Keep An Old Car Running - Maybe Both.

People Will Do Amazing Things To Ensure Their Survival.

We’d Spent Years As Adversaries, Two Predators Sharing Territory And A Certain, Unwelcome Attraction. Somehow, During All Those Years I Spent Outwardly Acquiescing To His Demands While Making Sure I Held My Own, I’d Won His Respect. I’d Had Werewolves Love Me And Hate Me, But I’d Never Had One Respect Me Before. Not Even Samuel. Adam Respected Me Enough To Act On My Suspicions. It Meant A Lot.

I'm A Coyote Shapeshifter Playing In A World Of Werewolves And Vampires---outmatched Is N Understatement.

Happiness Is German Engineering, Italian Cooking, And Belgian Chocolate.