Lia let out a low growl and moved her arrow to the base of his fat throat. “What do you think, Gabi? Would you like to see these nuptials through?””Not this day,” I said”How about...

But that was the thing about courage. Sometimes you had to fake it to feel it.

We all have freedom of choice. Over and over again, minute by minute. How will you live your life? For yourself Or for others? For something good? For love?

I nodded, pretending to be a hundred times more courageous than I felt.But that was the thing about courage. Sometimes you had to fake it to feel it.

Fantasizing about an Italian hottie was far better than my normal dreams.

Okay, try this on for size, Tall, Dark and Handsome. I won’t be born for almost seven hundred hundred years. How’s that strike you?

fortes fortuna adiuvat,” Marcello had said to his men. Fortune favors the brave, the bold.

Don’t you agree? Swordplay is a dance of sorts, an understanding of the logical, most sophisticated next step. Except that in a fight, one must take the unexpected step. In dance it is all about...

And sometimes, sometimes, wanting things, wishing for, working for them, is a good thing. Otherwise, we become nothing but spoiled boys and girls frustrated that we don’t get every new toy we see.