Enjoy your Evening.””That will depend on the menu. If it’s beef, it will be a tolerable meal. If it’s chicken…” Elliot shuddered. “What is the point of chicken?””Eggs?

Do any of them realize that Simon Wolfgard is falling in love with Meg Corbyn? Monty wondered. Does Wolfgard understand his own response to the girl? What about Meg? How does she feel? What would...

Is that why you’ve been pushing me away? Because of how you look? […] I waited for you my whole life. Yearned for you my whole life. After Tersa told me you were coming, I...

Do you always ask me the same questions you ask him?””It depends on whether or not I get an answer.

Is there some kind of rule for when Sam should be a boy and when he’s a Wolf?””A Wolf lifts his leg and yellows up the snow. A boy has to use the toilet.””And that...

Some men die for lack of love…some die because of it. Think about it.” – Daemon

There would be a spike in the number of girls who went out for a walk in the woods and were never heard from again. There always were when stories came out portraying the terra...

Misery is a heart that can never be content with what it has and, by always craving something more, brings about its own destruction. And desolation is a heart so fearful of losing what it...

A woman with an education may be able to spend more time sitting in a chair instead of lying on her back. A sound advantage, I should think.

But what would they have said to their Liaison? It’s like this, Meg. We didn’t like that Asia Crane, so we ate her. When dealing with humans, honesty isn’t always the best policy, Vlad thought

I suppose […] that the most convincing way to fool an enemy would be to fool a friend.

Who doesn’t? What comes out of human noses is disgusting…

Briarwood is the pretty poison. There is no cure for Briarwood.

She hadn’t met Earth or Fire, the other two cousins, but she’d filled a couple of library requests for each of them in the past week. If they were around, they would help her. Wouldn’t...

We are what we are. Nothing more, nothing less. There is good and evil among every kind of people. It’s the evil among us who rule now.

For now, he and Meg were going to have the adventure of seeing a new place and having a new experience. Together.He wasn’t human. Would never be human. And Meg didn’t expect him to be....

Remember the part about big and scary.

Do you know that song?” Wilhelmina asked Jaenelle.

Everything has a price.

The cow-shaped cookies have a beef flavoring, the turkey-shaped cookies have a poultry flavoring, and…”Jane held up one of the cookies. “Human-flavored?”Meg stifled a sigh. That would be the first thing on her feedback list:...

Why?”He stopped pacing and looked at her as if she’d just asked him to count every leaf on every tree in the Old Place. “Because… you’re you.

Let me see if I understand this,” Jaenelle said.[…]”You and Falonar have decided to go your own ways,” Jaenelle said with a patience that made Surreal wary.She shrugged. “It was a mutual decision.” The bastard.”Uh-huh....

It was easier when all we wanted to do was eat them and take their stuff,” he grumbled.And it had been easier when he hadn’t cared if he made any of them cry.

Perhaps not willingly, but pain can make a man do things he wouldn’t willingly do.

Mud ? They’re going to put mud on my face ?””You’ll love it.””Whenever the kitties and I played stalk and pounce and we ended up muddy, everyone frowned about it.”Surreal grunted softly. Only Jaenelle referred...

Maybe you should go home and rest,” Simon told Meg. Maybe he could go home with her and they could cuddle for a while or play a game. Or she could watch a movie with...

She was the most painful, most glorious dance of his life

When honor and the Law no longer stand on the same side of the line, how do we choose[?]

There are some questions that shouldn’t be asked until a person is mature enough to appreciate the answers.

Not fault of teaching spider if little spider pay more attention to catching fly than doing lesson.

[…][I]f you adapted too much in order to deal with them, you ran the risk of forgetting who you were and you could end up being neither and nothing.