When a mortal man breaks a people, it is always blamed on the gods.

This woman was consuming him, bit by bit. She was becoming the reason and the reward of his existence, and if he did not shield himself, everything he did not have to give would belong...

A man could only spend so much of his time ignoring the present before the present made him a thing of the past.

Well, here were the ugly facts. She had no mad-ninja-skillz to rely on and her family didn’t know where she was. She didn’t know where she was. The only way she was leaving was if...

Only that? I will see her bathed in blood before me.

She’s only a girl. What kind of men are you?”Dead ones?’ asked Drith, who yanked the door open and put her sword through Narses’ throat.

Why would I bother with that? This, my dear, is about how gargoyles mate.

Doing what’s right is always simple. Not easy, perhaps, but simple.

Because if they have an orgy going on, you’ll want to join. And if they don’t have an orgy going on, you’ll want to start one. I’ll take Aislynn with me.

Illusions may flatter us, confuse us, or betray us, Drakkonwehr. Or they may be images we cling to when the truth is too difficult to face.

I’m not stupid. I’m not going to run into a situation I have no business being in to show no one can boss me around. I’m not a warrior and tonight made that clear in...

You pathetic humans! It escapes me how you endure any trial long enough even to breed, yet here you are. And why do your kind persist at all? Because every now and then—once a century,...

Recent studies have shown that approximately 40% of authors are manic depressive. The rest of us just drink.

Blood answers blood, especially that given for the sake of others.

Soft sun shone down on a misty cathedral at the opposite end of a football-field length courtyard. The cathedral had a long pointed tower with beautiful rose and ivory stained glass windows. Pink-petal flowers and...

Make no mistake, little human. You are under my protection now, and I protect what is mine.

While his brain lay slowly dying, Bevan felt his body come back to life.

You are sweet to be so concerned over my love life, but I’ve decided only to date guys who have bigger swords than me.

From Bralloc’s mounted position he could see over the heads of most of his men, but the thickening darkness of evening coupled with the storm made it impossible to see more than a few yards....

I don’t do magic. I turn your attention back to Friday night and the big-ass sword I was carrying. My job is to run and swing.