Love Is Not Necessary For Sex.

Pack Is For Comfort When You Hurt, I Thought, Putting My Head Back Down. And For The First Time In A Long Time, Maybe The First Time Ever, I Appreciated Being A Part Of One.

Don’t Try Threatening An Alpha. They Don’t Like It.

Yes,” I Told Him. “i Think The Guy Playing The Pirate King Was Awesome.” He Stopped Where He Was. “what?” I Asked, Frowning At The Big Smile On His Face. “i Didn’t Say I Liked The Pirate King,” He Told Me. “oh.” I Closed My Eyes—and There He Was. A Warm, Edgy Presence Right On The Edge Of My Perception. When I Opened My Eyes, He Was Standing Right In Front Of Me. “cool,” I Told Him. “you’re Back.” He Kissed Me Leisurely. When He Was Finished, I Was More Than Ready To Head Home. Fast. “you Make Me Laugh,” He Told Me Seriously.

Vampire Politics Make The Very Complicated Dance Of Manners That Is Werewolf Protocol Look Like The Hokey Pokey.

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.