I moved to assist, but never got the chance. there was some pretty violent banging for a minute, and then a tearing sound. Finally the stall door flew open, and Ray’s shirtless body emerged and...

Louis-Cesare and Ray were in trouble.I could tell because I could see them, not clearly, but in fits and starts, little glimmers like a couple of ghosts, if ghosts made “oh shit” faces on the...

I’d have been dead a long time ago if not for my friends, one of whom had just jumped off the cliff after me. I’d have been a lot more appreciative if he hadn’t pushed...

How did you hear about that?”Are you kidding me? So far, I had that runt Kyle-”I hate him. I hate all vamps. That complete toad, Michael-”-tell me you were pregnant by a vamp-”kidnnaped me and-Kyle...

I believe there is only one thing to say at this point.”What’s that?”Yee haw,” he said gravely, and took me down like a rodeo calf.

Not really hungry.””She’ll eat.” Pritkin said curtly.”I said —””If you starve to death it would damage my professional reputation.””I eat plenty.””The same does not apply should I strangle you in understandable irritation, however.””I’ll have a...

When good Americans die, they go to Paris,’ the ghost said, after taking a drag on a small cigarette.But you’re not dead. I suppose the question must be, are you good?

And a scoundrel would have joined you.”– Kit Marlowe to the witch Gillian (shortly before joining her in the tub!)

They-” He stopped and just blinked at me for a minute. “You know, people are always saying that you’re cuckoo. Looney Tunes. Off the freaking edge. But I tell ’em, no, she’s okay. She’s got...

Louis-Cesare slowly pulled himself into a half-standing position against the side of the winery.’What? Did you think one little mage was going to do me in?’ He swallowed hard. ‘Hell, that was just a warm-up.

Pritkin kissed like he did everything else, straightforward, accepting no prisoners and with an intensity that left me breathless. It was hot and hard and desperate, like he was starving for it, and I opened...

Great. I’d been dumped in Hell’s waiting room.

Aw, fudge,’ floated down to me, as a couple of golden eyes peered over a third-floor window ledge. ‘You’re a freaking dhampir. Why are you reading Tolkien?’I shrugged, then had to dodge the potted geranium...

I wasn’t entirely sure, but a polite John Pritkin might be a sign of the apocalypse.

I dodged behind Mac for cover and refused to take the bait. I glanced at my nonexistent watch. ‘Oops, look at the time. Guess I have to be going now. Let’s not do this again...

Louis-Cesare. It’s good to finally have you in hand.

Stercus Accidit.[barren happens]

The most temptation I’d experienced had been with Tomas, the Senate’s spy who had been feeding off me without permission, and Mircea, who was probably plotting some nefarious scheme. I have no taste in men.

Hakikatleri örten bir perdedir karanlık. Onun saklı dünyasına tek tanıklık edense peşinden ayrılmayan gölgesidir.

I don’t like water.

It’s about time! It’s supposed to be a ritual, not a marathon.

This isn’t sex.”I blinked. “Oh. Then what is it?””An emergency!”I started to argue and then thought twice about it. Considering what Mircea would do to Pritkin if he ever found out about this…Yeah. Emergency sounded...

Fresh blood at midnight isn’t red. It’s a purplish black that easily blends into the shadows.

If I’d had enough breath, I would have screamed, both at the sensation and at the sheer pettiness of the bastard who wouldn’t allow me even a tiny chance of escape.

What ees thees? Zee cheese, it does not eat.

I felt betrayed and absolutely livid, but my body wasn’t smart enough to know it. It had liked the feel of his hands, wanted more of it, wanted it now. It was almost like there...

I’m tired, I’m hungry and I have a head in a bag,” I warned him. “Do not fuck with me.

He wasn’t that good looking, he had the social skills of a wet cat and the patience of a caffeinated hummingbird

He smiled at that, and then his gaze shifted to a spot over my shoulder and it faded. ‘These doubts wouldn’t have anything to do with the company you’re keeping of late, would they?’I didn’t...

I beg your pardon?” He sounded almost polite suddenly, as if he believed he couldn’t possibly have heard right.

I remember watching an old Dracula movie once with Alphonse and having him laugh himself sick at the sight of a vamp only a few days out of the grave supposedly raising another one.He’d been...

No, Miss Palmer. What is bizarre is that I currently have a vagina.