Men Have Scars, Women Mysteries.

His Chains Chinked Softly. I Seldom Fling Children From Towers To Improve Their Health. Yes, I Meant For Him To Die.

Love Is Poison. A Sweet Poison, Yes, But It Will Kill You All The Same.

She Narrowed Her Eyes. “what Is Our Heart’s Desire?” “vengeance.” His Voice Was Soft, As If He Were Afraid That Someone Might Be Listening. “justice.” Prince Doran Pressed The Onyx Dragon Into Her Palm With His Swollen, Gouty Fingers, And Whispered, “fire And Blood.

Once, I Cut Off A Man's Head, But He Did Not Know It Until He Tried To Brush His Hair. Then It Fell Off.

I've Written Some Standalone Novels, But A Book Series Allows Fans In. There's Much More Intense Involvement.