I even pulled out the can of cat treats. Yes, I’d bought him treats. Give it another month and I’d be collecting his shed whiskers and claws like a proud momma preserving her baby’s first...

Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage.

She’s elegant,” Olivia stated. “I would kill to have her figure.””Really?””Of course. I have always wished to look precisely like her. Though obviously, not enough to avoid food,” she added.”That’s madness. You have everything she...

He emphasized murderous as if clarifying that he’d certainly believed me capable of making enemies, just not to that degree. I could have taken offense at that, but in Gabriel’s world, if you aren’t making...

I’m fat,” she blurted out. “You are not fat. You’re the most beautiful, voluptuous woman I know.” His eyes moved down her body, deliberately, slowly, then back up to her face. What she saw in...

Demon possession strains the boundaries of credulity, given the sheer number of times it seems to happen. One would really hope demons had better things to do with their time.

Quin reached out, spun her back to him, and pulled her into his arms, held her tight, so tight that she could hardly breathe. “I need you,” he said, low and fierce, into her hair....

Wen grinned and I felt a warm glow and an odd dizzy sensation. And then I remembered something my dad once wrote me about falling in love. He said the phrase was apt because falling...

Wrapped up in him, in his bad boy ways and his good guy heart, is my whole world. Somehow, while I wasn’t looking, I fell. And I fell hard. For my soul mate. For the...

…every now and then I watched him beam at Olivia. He obviously adored her. And I realized that meeting her father made me look at Olivia differently. She was somebody’s little girl.

Mmm, yeah. It’s that thing people do to make money.

Patience is a virtue,” she replies.”Why couldn’t ‘hurry the fuck up’ be a virtue?

My foggy brain slid away and— And I was still dressed in only my bra and panties. Well, at least it’s a nice set of bra and panties. Yep, these were the thoughts going through...

And you’re still trying to convince me you’re not crazy?

No, I might. To sue everyone responsible—from the person who lit the match to those who made my clothes. But I’d wait until the fire was out. Otherwise, he’d just stand there until I was...

Love is illogical. You fall into it like a manhole. Then you’re just stuck. You die in love more than you live in love.

You’re not shooting the cat. It would leave a mess.

He meticulously tries to get every hair in place. He tilts his head to look at himself from different angles, like there’s some magic perspective in the mirror that could change the dimensions of his...

Then his sixth sense is broken.

Olivia: What’s a drunken man like, fool?Feste: Like a drowned man, a fool, and a madman: one draught above heat makes him a fool; the second mads him; and a third drowns him.

If Peter Pan had been real, he would’ve gone mad and killed everyone in Neverland.

I’d seriously contemplated a real collar – a sparkly green one – if only because I was sure it would offend his dignity.

Good madonna, give me leave toprove you a fool.

I sit back up and try to banish such thoughts from my mind. They’re stickier than I expect.