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You Should Be Home Sleeping. What Is The Use Of Having A Man In The House, If He Cannot Take Care Of You For A While?” “mmm,” I Said. “i Give Up. What's The Use Of Having A Man In The House?

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You Should Be Home

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You Should Be Home Sleeping. What Is The Use Of Having A Man In The House, If He Cannot Take Care Of You For A While?” “mmm,” I Said. “i Give Up. What's The Use Of Having A Man In The House?

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She Tried To Imagine What Charles Would Do If Another Man Came Up To Him And Said, "you Bring Me Joy.

My Father Said That A Silent Person Is Trying To Hide Something.

Charles Preferred His Deer To Taste Like Meat And His Pancakes To Look Like Pancakes. Brother Wolf Thought He Was Too Picky. Brother Wolf Was Probably Right.

The Best Way For Me To Protect You Is To Encourage You To Be Able To Protect Yourself.

You Don’t Have The Courage Of A Half-bred Mongrel.

Alpha And Omega

Mine. He Was Mine, And Not Even Death Would Take Him From Me—not If I Could Help It.

Mine" He Said. Adam's Eyes Narrowed. "i Don't Think So. She Is Mine." It Would Of Been Flattering,i Thought,except That At Least One Of Them Was Talking About Dinner And I Wasn't Certain About The Other.

I Like To Have A Hero A Little Underpowered. I Mean, Spiderman Is Far Cooler Than Superman. How Do You Challenge Superman?

Adam Has Always Had . . . Heroic Tendencies.” I Touched Adam’s Arm. “he’s My Hero.” There Was Another Pause. . . “that Is The Most Romantic Thing I’ve Ever Heard You Say,” Bran Said. “be Careful, Adam, Or You’ll Turn Her Into A Real Girl.” Adam Looked At Me. “i Like Her Just The Way She Is, Bran.” And He Meant It, Greasy Overalls, Broken Fingernails, And All.

You Are A Sick, Sick Man,” I Told Him. “thank You,” Ben Replied, Looking Modest.

Over A Lifetime Of Dealing With Difficult Women, I Have Learned It Is Often Better To Give Into Their Demands Immediately.

She Wondered That Hope Was So Much Harder Then Despair.

I Can't Protect You From Knowledge.

Are You Going To Tell Me What That Was About?” Adam Asked As We Went Back Upstairs. “sometime,” I Told Him. “when We're Telling Ghost Stories Around A Campfire, And I Want To Scare You.

When I Put Magic Into A Book - Whether It's A Wizard Or A Crusty Old Werewolf - I'm Asking A Reader To Swallow A Huge Leap That Is Counter To Everything He Or She Knows. An Extra Big Helping Of Reality Makes That Leap Go Down A Lot Easier.

My Father Would Take You Wherever You Wanted To Go," He Told Her Softly. "i Was Pretty Sure I Could Talk You Into Staying, But I Underestimated How Badly Hurt I Was." "stupid," She Said Tartly. He Looked Up At Her, And Whatever He Saw In Her Face Made Him Smile, Though His Voice Was Serious When He Answered Her Charge. "yes. You Throw My Judgement Off." -charles And Anna When He Thought She Was Leaving Him And Changed When He Was Injured

Now, I'm Not Very Vain. If I'd Ever Been, Making My Living Covered In Various Grease And Dirt Mixtures Would Have Cured Me Quickly. Still, I Wasn't Up To Facing Two Sexy Men When I Had One Eye Swollen Mostly Shut And Half Of My Face Black And Blue.

A King Who Trusts No Man Is Weak.

Being A Martyr Is Highly Overrated.

My Father Always Said That Too Many Words Cheapened The Value Of A Man's Speech.

Why Is It That All Cars Are Women? Because They're Fussy And Demanding.

He Was Obviously Dead. But Since He Was A Vampire That Wasn't As Hopless A Thing As It Might Have Been.

Might Have Been

It's Easier To Dismiss Ghosts In The Daylight.

During My Last Year Of College I Wrote The Same Ten Pages Over And Over Again. Those Ten Pages Became The First Few Pages Of My First Novel. I Can Still Recite The Opening Paragraph From Memory - Only Now I Cringe When I Do It Because They Are - Surprise! - A Classic Example Of Overwriting, In Addition To Being A More Than A Little Pretentious.

Baking Is Like Washing--the Results Are Equally Temporary.

A Man's Immortality Can Be Found In His Children.

Moonlight Streamed In, Sending Loving Beams Over His Face. He Closed His Eyes And Basked In It, And I Could Tell It Was Calling To Him, Even Though The Moon Was Not Full. She Didn't Speak To Me, But Samuel Had Once Described Her Song To Me In The Words Of A Poet. The Expression Of Bliss On His Face While He Listened To Her Music Made Him Beautiful.

I Like What You've Done To Your Face," Ben Said, Tapping His Eye.

People Will Do Amazing Things To Ensure Their Survival.

Paranoia: The Gift Of The Survivor And The Burden Of The Overtired, Stressed, And Terrified.

I Don't Get Mad, I Get Even.

Coffee Or Orange Juice?” “water Is Fine.” His Eyebrows Went Up. “uh-oh,” Auriele Said, But She Was Smiling. Darryl Was Not. “are You Implying That My Coffee Is Not The Best In Four Counties? Or My Fresh-squeezed Orange Juice Is Less Than Perfect?

Time Was Such An Odd Thing. One Moment You Could Talk To Someone, Then Suddenly, They Were Gone.

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