I’ll be busy for the next eight weeks, so let’s set this for November 15th.MENUI want lamb or venison steak. Baked potatoes with honey butter. Corn on the cob. Rolls. And apple pie, like the...

I lied. I need your help.””Who are we killing?””Do you have a pen?

I sighed and put Slayer between the front seats. “Stay here. Guard the car.”Saiman shut the door. “Is the sword sentient?””No. But I like to pretend it is.

Your date appears to be hysterical,” Rene told me.”You think I should slap some man into him?

He groaned and I saw his face. “Curran!” I would’ve preferred a homicidal lunatic. Oh, wait…

Kate Daniels, trained negotiator. When in possession of some valuable information, give it away to the first sexy man you see with no guarantee of return.

Obviously I was missing the whole picture. Any minute now he would leap up, wrench the two-inch silver alloy bars apart despite the fact that silver was toxic to shapeshifters, and heroically kick Saiman’s ass....

I hit him on the back of the neck. He submerged. Help. I’ve drowned the Beast Lord.