“My sister thought about it for a few moments. "Well, that's boring," she said finally. "Why can't you read porn of something fun that I could borrow?" I laughed. "Maybe later.” WellsSaidMomentsFunBoringLaughedMy Sister Author:Cate Tiernan
“Of course, when we got home, we found that Dagda had peed on my down comforter. He had also eaten part of Mom's maidenhair fern and barfed it up on the carpet. Then he had apparently worked himself into a frenzy sharpening his ting by amazingly effective claws on the armrest of my dad's favorite chair. Now he was asleep on a pillow, curled up like a fuzzy little snail. "God, he's so cute," I said, shaking my head.” LittlesSaidHomeCoursesFoundMomDadMy DadCuteChairsCarpetShakingPillowClawsFrenzySnailFuzzyComforterSharpeningFernsShaking My Head Book:Blood Witch: Book Three Source: Blood Witch: Book Three
“You have to admit he's good looking," Bree pressed, leaning against my kitchen counter. "Of course I admit it. I'm not blind," I said, busily opening cans.” SaidCoursesBlindOpeningKitchenLooking Good Book:Book of Shadows: Book One Source: Book of Shadows: Book One
“What an amazing day," Bree said, stretching in her seat. "Thanks to me and my weather charm." I said lightly. Robbie and Hunter both looked at me in alarm. "You didn't," Said Robbie. "You didn't," Said Hunter. I was enjoying this. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." Hunter looked upset. "You can't be serious!" Cahn't, I thought. Cahn too.” SaidEnjoySeriousWeatherThanksUpsetCharmSeatsHuntersAlarmsStretchingAmazing Day Author:Cate Tiernan
“David held up his hands. "Hold it. This is going nowhere. You two are both afraid, and being afraid makes you angry, and being angry makes you lash out." "Thank you, Dr. Laura," I said snippily. "I'm not afraid of her," Hunter said, like a six-year-old, and I wanted to kick him under the table. Now that I knew he was actually alive, I remembered just how unpleasant he was.” YearsSaidTwoHandsWantedAliveSixTablesAngryRememberedKicksNot AfraidDrsHuntersBeing AfraidLashesSix Year OldsLaura Author:Cate Tiernan
“Come with me," Reyn said. "I want to show you something." Frankly, I had expected something more original. "Really?" I asked, "That's it? That's what you came up with?” WantSaidShowsOriginalsExpected Author:Cate Tiernan
“You went to all that trouble just for my body?" I said, amazed and so grateful. Reyn looked up, irritation on his face. "Yeah. We were going to have you stuffed, as an example to future students." I grinned, "You could put me on wheels, move me from room to room.” SaidBodyFacesMovingRoomsTroubleExampleStudentsYeahGratefulWheelsAmazedIrritationSo Grateful Author:Cate Tiernan
“Being good is something that one must choose over and over again, every day, throughout the day, for the rest of one's life," Asher said. "A day is made of a thousand decisions, most small, some huge. With each decision you have the chance to work toward light, or sink toward darkness.” MadeSaidLightChanceDecisionDarknessHugeThousandBe Good Author:Cate Tiernan
“He gave a hard smile and the oxygen in my lungs evaporated. “We both know I’m not a gentleman.” “Yeah. Okay, let me out. I’m tired.” “There’s something else,” he said, and I groaned. “What now?” “This.” He stepped closer to me, so close that the containers were sandwiched between us. His eyes looked down into mine, intent and golden, like a lion. “Oh, no, you don’t!” I hissed, dropping everything. I pushed hard against his chest; it was like shoving a tree. “Yes,” he said very softly, leaning down. “Yes, I do.” KnowsSaidHardEyeTreeMinesOkayLet MeYeahTiredGoldenGentlemanHis EyesChestsLionsOxygenLungsDroppingI'm TiredContainers Author:Cate Tiernan
“Then what's the point of trying if you can't even win?" "You win in lots of different ways," Asher said. "Lots of little wins. The point of this life is not to be good all the time. It's to be as good as you can. No one is perfect. No one does it right all the time. That's not what life is.” IfsWayTryingLittlesDoeSaidDifferentLife IsWinningPerfectBe GoodThis LifeDifferent Ways Author:Cate Tiernan
