Hate has a way of going after its own kind, in the end. It attacks its very bones. That’s because a hateful person needs an audience, and a victim. Without one or the other, it...

So I am not a broken heart. I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under the bare sky in smell...

I heard the car door shut and then Fabian’s voice. “You won’t believe what I found around the edge of your property,” the ghost announced. “A cave with prehistoric painting inside it!” I rolled my...

my heart has no bones, so, I wonder — what is it that keeps it from collapsing in on itselfLove — the same Love the that pulls me out of gentle slumber,calls me into the...

Live, die, something else lives. The very soil humanity walks upon is built up from death. Digging into a flowerbed means digging into bones.

You treat me as if I was a feeble Human who couldn’t survive without your help, but I am a MASTER bloody VAMPIRE. (Bones to Cat – Ch 16, pg. 174)

just on the verge ofbecoming a woman, and in these three years and almost five months, I’dreached maturity. I was older than the mountains outside. The wisdomof the attic was in my bones, etched on...

Don’t tire yourself more than need be, even at the price of founding a culture on the fatigue of your bones.

The lustful glances thrown his way made me wish he wasn’t such a damned bowl of eye candy.”- Cat re: Bones

I am thirsty, and very susceptible to flattery… you could talk me into anything…””So much for fighting the good fight,” I observed dryly. “He’ll have a harem within a week.”Bones watched Juan disappear down the...

I feel her tears every night hitting the hard dusty ground of my dessert heart and making a whooshing noise that echoes through my bones and veins with great anguish. It’s the worst feeling I’ve...

Bones just stared. “You’re not a woman,” he said finally. “You’re the Grim Reaper with red hair!

She was every inch the skeletal goddess that had been promised by the bones of her feet.

I think for my bones and my size, I better stay with my 60 kilo.

You’ll drain me dry, but not my neck, and you’ll beg me to stop before I’m finished.” -Bones

We are only lightly covered with buttoned cloth; and beneath these pavements are shells, bones and silence.

Sweat seems to bleed / like pride from their bones.

You’re right. I was aroused anyway.

Oh, well, isn’t that nice. You are a nice young girl. Be a good friend to her and set her straight. She has love bruises on her neck and didn’t come home until this afternoon.”...

Wow. I didn’t think I’d ever see you like that.”Cam trembled; he couldn’t help it. He felt like his body was not his own. “Like what?””So…” Sasha seemed to search for the right word. “Involved,...

Let her? Mate, if you think you can control a woman, you must be single—-and a thousand pounds says she beats your arse.

One thing at a time,’ said the Boy. ‘You must be patient. This is a day of hope and wild revenge. Do not interrupt me. I am a courier from another world. I bring you...

And there is my payment the rubies in your cheeks. Are you properly scandalized by your wicked behavior? If you were Catholic, you’d singe the ears of the priest you confessed to. Do you remember...

Care to see your room?” -BonesLet me guess—it’s that smashed‐up car right over there.” -Cat

The smog curled between the streetlamps and the spokes of the wrought iron framework. It seemed through your body and into your bones.

See the world anew and write down the bones of it.

You didn’t really think we were done, did you?

Then to top it all off, you were only reacting to me because you were impaired! That’s rich! You know what those drugs did to you in the first dose, before the second one made...

I’d sit around dreaming that the boys I saw at shows or at work – the boys with silver earrings and big boots – would tell me I was beautiful, take me home and feed...

Bones didn’t share any of my qualms about suddenly holding an arm that wasn’t attached to a body anymore. He just grabbed the ghoul by his other arm and began thumping him over the head...

We can choose not to remember this day, but bones have strong memories. And earth never forgets.

And that beautiful face is going to be clamped between my legs as soon as we get home, don’t you worry.

Bring me liquor, Bones, fast, to take my foot out of my mouth.Cat to Bones

Her eyes were of different colors, the left as brown as autumn, the right as gray as Atlantic wind. Both seemed alive with questions that would never be voiced, as if no words yet existed...

We’re pieces on a chessboard and we make our moves when it’s our turn. If we don’t, our decisions are made for us.

In this case, it’s a stake. You could always feel around for something more, though. See what comes up.

I looked at her quizzically. “No, why would you think so?” She gave me a knowing smile. “‘Cause he’s never brought a girl here before, child. Not one who didn’t need my help, leastways.” Oh!...

In the deepest places, where physical norms collapse under the crushing water, bodies still fall softly through the dark, days after their vessels have capsized. They decay on their long journey down. Nothing will hit...

I always have.

My bones are my unique home.

You’re not a woman,” he said finally. “You’re the Grim Reaper with red hair!

I’d address his way of trying to discourage Ian later. After all, he could have come up with something other than saying I was a whiny, smelly, trumpet-snoring bad lay.

The desert and the ocean are realms of desolation on the surface.The desert is a place of bones, where the innards are turned out, to desiccate into dust.The ocean is a place of skin, rich...

Take off my clothes and there becomes a man. Take off my skin and there becomes my bones. Break all my bones and there becomes my heart. Smash my heart and there becomes my soul....

Whatever would give you the idea that I’m her damn brother?

There were place cards at the head table, which was one long, rectangular thing that would have everyone facing the reception room. I sat at the one marked Chritine Russell. Randy say to my left,...

I clearly saw the skeleton underneathall this show of personalitywhat is left of a manand all his pride but bones?

Aside from that, all I heard was enough repetitions of ‘how many chucks could a woodchuck chuck’ to make me want to stake myself.

Don’t be decieved by your mortality, you’re just a piece of debris, and the sophisticated one lies inside us which was either created or would be destroyed.

Before we go, I gotta know: If mind-reading abilities are real, there’s something else I wondered if fiction got right about vampires-“”Ask me if I sparkle and I’ll kill you where you stand,” Bones cut...