Most people felt lost after high school. Sometimes I felt like I’d never really been found in the first place.

Hi, my name is Bridin Blackthorn. I’m next in line to rule the local werewolf pack. I like long walks on the beach and destroying my enemies. I have four older brothers, so watch your...

She whistled when she noticed my back. I assume because of my injuries. I mean, my ass just isn’t that spectacular.

Oh, and by the way, he runs like a gazelle with an espresso addiction.” At least not in the parts I’d skimmed.

Fear, left unchecked, can spread like a virus.

Mrs. Winalski owned a candy-apple-red 1965 Mustang GT convertible, and she drove it like she could die at any minute and needed to get five things done before that happened.

There’d been some nights when my fat ass had saved my ass (ba-dum-tsh).

Please stop,” I said politely—he was that big. One should always mind one’s manners around big things.

So you’re the guy who did the no-no cha-cha with my baby sister.

He was not used to being at a loss. Usually, he was the gentleman with the plan. Every little detail cataloged and put in its place. But now he had no place, and the details...

You can’t even put your arm around me without tripping up.

People often talk about the pain and degradation of being bullied. No one really talks about the cost. Not that money is more important than those other things, but having to pay the expenses of...

You know what the great thing about babies is? They are like little bundles of hope. Like the future in a basket.

When you break up with someone, and I’m not talking casual breakups here, it’s hard to take the sudden absence of such an important person in your life. It reminded me of when I’d stopped...

Ramon looked closely at the little guy as he ate. “Maybe he’s Jewish. I mean, if Sammy Davis Jr. could convert to Judaism, why not a chupacabra? We should name him Harry Mendelbaum.”I held up...

Douglas’s fridge was a stainless-steel masterpiece. I’m not that into appliances or anything, but this one was nice and probably cost more than my last apartment. I had the strange desire to hug it every...

Pity. What a useless emotion when you don’t act on it. Pity is supposed to trigger compassion.

She looked away, trying not to cry. She hated crying, and in public she hated it more.

Don’t you think it’s a bad sign that your best argument for your beau is that nothing has been proved in court?

There were no windows in my bedroom, so I had to sit up and read my clock to figure out how angry I should be at my visitor. Eight A.M. I hated whoever woke me...

and we’re just dying to hear all about you.” Liar. My friends were filthy lying sadists.