I don't trust tragedies much. It's easy to make a person sad by showing him something tragic. We all recognize when sad things happen: someone dies, someone loses a loved one, young love is crushed. It's much harder to make a man laugh-what's funny to one person isn't funny to another.
Ilona AndrewsOh, I don't know. I might grow on you."
She furrowed her pretty eyebrows. "Like a cancer?"
"Like a favorite vice.
Stichwörter: ilona-andrews audrey kaldar the-edge fate-s-edge
Some women waited for a night in shining armor. She, apparently, had ended up with a knight in black jeans and leather, who wanted to chase her down and have his evil way with her.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: william ilona-andrews cerise bayou-moon the-edge
I realized that I'm a child."
William looked point-blank at her chest. "No.
Stichwörter: child william ilona-andrews cerise bayou-moon the-edge
Life was too short and ended too suddenly. If you didn't take advantage of what you had today, tomorrow it might be ripped from you.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: life ilona-andrews cerise bayou-moon the-edge
Slowly the reality of the situation sank in. He got his ass kicked, learned nothing, and got saved by a dumb dog and an old lady. If he lived long enough to report to Nancy back in Adrianglia, he would have to gloss over this part.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: william ilona-andrews bayou-moon the-edge ass-kicked
It depends. If I don't let you in, will you huff and puff and blow my house down?"
She had no idea. "I'm more of a kick the door open and cut everyone inside to ribbons kind of wolf.
Stichwörter: wolf william ilona-andrews cerise bayou-moon the-edge
He had the prettiest hair she had ever seen on a man: dark brown, almost black, and soft like sable, it fell down to his shoulders. She wondered what he'd do if she threw some mud in it. Probably kill her.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: funny hair william ilona-andrews cerise bayou-moon the-edge
It could be worse," he said finally. "Efrenia married an arsonist. Jake's wife is a kleptomaniac. I suppose, a psychopathic spree killer isn't that odd of a choice, considering.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: william ilona-andrews cerise bayou-moon the-edge
William's eyes glowed like two amber coals. She met his gaze and flinched. No emotion reflected in the amber, only intelligence, cruel in a way the eyes of a hunting Mire cat were cruel. She saw no worry, no softness, no thoughts at all, only waiting. He seemed barely human now, not a man but some feral thing, knitted of darkness and biding his time for an opportunity to pounce.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: william ilona-andrews cerise bayou-moon the-edge
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