I might be half Derek's size, but I was the one who sounded like a two-hundred-pound beast plowing through the woods.
Kelley Armstrong
You know children, always playing with the forces of darkness.
young-adult urban-fantasy demon
This is what I wanted. This guy. This life. This me. I was never getting my old life back, and I didn't care. I was happy. I was safe. I was right where I wanted to be.
happy safe
Maybe my expectations for honesty are too high.
honesty expectations
If I was crazy, would I know it? That's what being crazy was, wasn't it? You thought you were fine. Everyone else knew better.
insanity sanity
When you accept a leadership role, you take on extra responsibility for your actions toward others.
leadership management responsibility actions leaders
funny humor paranormal-romance supernatural
I have to.I've been fighting it all night. I'm going to lose. My battle is as futile as a woman feeling the first pangs of labor and deciding it's an inconvenient time to give birth. Nature wins out. It always does.
paranormal werewolf
That's what we all want, isn't it? Power without price.
power
Urban survival rule 22: Never annoy an armed man.
supernatural dicta
On that walk around the building, two sets of cops coming out stopped to tell our guys to hustle us inside so they could head back out on the road. Accidents everywhere. A pileup oneach of two major roads. Welcome to winter, one said. When fifty percent of drivers should have their licenses temporarily suspended.
winter accidents traffic
God, I loved him. I could insist I was okay with just being friends, that I'd find someone else and get over him, but I was fooling myself. There was no getting past this. I loved him, and fifty years from now we could be married to other people, never exchanged so much as a kiss, and I'd still looking into his eyes and know he was the one. He'd always be the one.
adam
A guitar twanged from the far-off radio. Country music. Damn. They'd resorted to torture already.
torture country-music
At the time, it seemed to me that Jeremy was spending a lot of time with a piece of plastic pressed against his ear, talking to himself. Which was fine by me. We all have our eccentricities. Jeremy liked talking to plastic; I liked hunting and eating the rats that ventured into the motel room. Or, at least I like hunting and eating the rats, until Jeremy caught me and promptly kiboshed that hobby. Some of us are less tolerant of eccentricities than others.
werewolf
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