But these dresses? I don’t know what to do. They’re the wrong color, and they’re hideous!” She went into a hysterical fit of tears.

We’re all guilty of saying insincere things at one point or another, if only just to make the moment not totally suck as much as it truly does.

I wanted to pull out his toenails and poke them in his eyeballs.

I might be able to walk away from sexy, dangerous shifters, but chocolate had me at its beck and call.

When their mouths collided, the earth shifted, and she felt like she was coming face-to-face with death, and the brush was sweet, while he experienced life in the most shattering way.

Stand still while I yell at you.

You’ve got the wrong girl.””On the contrary…” the voice murmured, “I’ve got exactly the girl I want.” Her body turned to ice. Her mind fought for calm. There were people only yards away, yet she...

spirit,” however explained, was real, because of his own undeniable experiences—which, though he might suppress them, he couldn’t altogether erase from memory.

Because that means you’re thinking, and a thinking woman is usually something to fear.

Fearful that they would be caught, the young lovers cast themselves into the sea with their stone, saying these words, “May we ever be united in love and hidden as long as this stone hides...

Leave before I have to rip your eyes out with my dull Lady Bic razor.

Food shouldn’t be that shade of green, lass.” – Faolán MacIntyre

I knew that kind of thinking was paranoid, but after the wacky crap that had happened to me over the last couple of months, these days I’d be suspicious of a jolly white-bearded man in...

Like the end of Terminator 2? Good question. If there’s even a single cell remaining, it can regrow my whole body. But even if there isn’t a single cell left, then an ancient spell I...

There’s death and life, you see. We all shine on. A leaf, a star, a song, a laugh. Notice the little things, because somebody is reaching out to you. …Somebody loves you.

When an answer finally comes to me, I know I’ve completely lost all my wits – or as my mama used to tell my father, I have a few screws loose.

That settles it, no more books about vampire before bedtime.

I’m sure,” Nine said with a laugh.

Then you should be writhing on the ground with the hounds,” Mace mumbled.

I made the decision. I want you more than I want heaven, more than I want to be an angel. I love you more than who I was created to be.

Little mouse,” a voice said through the keyhole. “Don’t you know the more you wriggle, the greater the cat’s delight?

With Angela, everything about Damian died. His hopes, his dreams, his emotions. From that day on, Trey watched with regret, and a silent prayer to his sister, who he hoped looked down upon them. He...

Suck on this, Edward.

What is more precious: a thousand answers derived from one question? Or, one answer…from a thousand questions?

I will claim her, and I will protect her, and any who become her enemy? I will destroy.

She slid her fingers into his thick hair and melted while he kissed her as if there were no tomorrow. He tempted, he seduced, he enticed.And she willingly followed.

The wind stilled a bit and he blinked the sand out of his eyes. Before him stood nothing less than the god of the Scrape. It had to be a god. He was huge, muscled,...

You earned it. Now, if I can just save your life twenty or thirty more times…We might actually be able to call it even.

Ouch! I feel bitch slapped– Matt Carter

And Esme remembered in a rush–the wolfsong, the haunting, lyrical spirals of it in the dawn quiet and the feeling of euphoria that had attended it. Even in recollection the howling uplifted her like the...

Damien glared at the buxom beauty before him and almost gave in to the urge to strangle her himself.

Jenny sensed the energy of the cosmos. It was like a harmonious orchestra vibrating the universe into existence.’ Broken Mirror by Oliver Rixon

Hawke,” he said. “That’s the word you need to be saying.

This was the problem with having walls so hard and high and unscalable, she supposed. When they came down, they crumbled completely, shattering into nothingness. She felt utterly defenseless right now.

But the thought of New Zealand instantly sent her mind to Watson, the possibly-Australian, possibly-Kiwi, definitely paranormal young fellow with videos of dead guys on his phone.

Plus, I happened to be a history nerd. Why else would I be interested in a guy born in the year 519?

What if all religions were stories, and all stories were true.

Getting caught is what I do best. It is either a natural talent (which means we can blame my family genes) or a well-hewn craft (in which case we can still blame my parents).

Where the hell is your sense of self-preservation, woman? You reckless, beautiful, stray cat!

Surrender your expectations. Surrender your doubts. Surrender your fears. Surrender your strengths. Surrender your anger. Surrender your control.

So confusing. It was some kind of magic, I knew that for sure, but I didn’t understand the subtleties of it all. You’d have thought all those years of HBO and shit would have prepared...

Day in and day out we learn to train and grow as Guardians. We do as we’re told and follow the rules. We all work hard. Now it’s our turn to watch some demons tremble...

Most people create a destiny of minutiae, of the mundane. They create their own limitations. When the moment comes for them to stretch and leap, they find themselves boxed in, locked down by their own...

Perhaps, he thought, his Master would only amuse himself with the little pain slut for a little while and then give her back to his faithful servant as an eternal plaything. The ghost chuckled at...

I now can say I no longer fear death. Instead welcome it with open arms…

What kind of people?”The dead kind. The still-walking-around kind. The reeking, stinking, rotting-from-the-inside-out kind. Toothy and grinning, nasty with the dark and the dust of abandoned strip mines. But none of that was the whole...

I have a simple philosophy: Fill what’s empty. Empty what’s full. Scratch where it itches.” by Alice Roosevelt Longworth

Sure. Unless you can get it back in that wrapper and seal it up all nice and new. Well, that’s what the last girl did. See,you can hardly tell it’s been opened!”–Reggie Sinclair from Angela’s...

happen” to encounter.

I had been a happy normal wife and mother in Orange County until ten years ago, when I was attacked by an evil vampire… and turned into one myself. It’s made my life since gross...