The door swung open and Kate walked in. Her jeans and T-shirt were splattered with blood and she was carrying a severed vampire head. The T-shirt has a smiley face on it.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: kate-daniels
Kate leaned back against her chair. "Where is the bane of my existence?"
"In the shower, freshening up."
"Oh, God, who did Asciano screw now?"
"No, no, he's covered in blood."
"Oh good." She sighed and stopped. "The kid is covered in blood and we're relieved. There is something wrong with us.
Stichwörter: kate-daniels andrea-nash asciano
The stairs ended. I wished I knew the jackass who’d made the staircase so short. I’d throw him down the damn steps so he could count them with his head.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: kate-daniels
Somewhere in that database my name sat in its own little niche, the name of a reject, undisciplined and worthless. Just the way I liked it.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: ilona-andrews kate-daniels magic-bites
If you can't make it go away, wait it out.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: ilona-andrews kate-daniels magic-bites
Beautiful I would never be. Striking, that I could manage.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: ilona-andrews kate-daniels magic-bites
A massive beast dashed along the mountain apex.
Astamur reached for his rifle. “A demon?”
“No, not a demon.” I might have preferred one . “That’s my boyfriend.”
Atsany and the shepherd turned to look at me. “Boyfriend?” Astamur said.
Curran saw us. He paused on a stone crag and roared. The raw declaration of strength cracked through the mountains, rolling down the cliffs like a rockslide. “Yep. Don’t worry. He’s harmless.
Stichwörter: humor curran kate-daniels
He stepped forward. “We’ve been together a year. How many times have you seen me hunt?”
Umm.
“How many times, Kate?”
“None.”
“That’s because I don’t hunt. I’m a male lion. I weigh six hundred pounds. Do you really expect me to scamper through the brush after deer? When I want a steak, I want a damn steak.
Stichwörter: humor curran kate-daniels
So how was it?" she asked. "Kissing Curran?"
"I can't let him kiss me again, because if he does, I'll sleep with him."
Andrea blinked. "Well," she said finally, "At least you know where you stand.
Stichwörter: kate-daniels andrea-nash
Curran lunged at a silver Bentley. The hood went flying. He thrust his hand into the car. Metal screamed, and Curran jerked a twisted clump out of the hood and smashed it into the nearest car like a club.
“Did he just rip out the engine?” I asked.
“Yes,” Saiman said. “And now he’s demolishing the Maserati with it.”
Ten seconds later Curran hurled the twisted wreck of black and orange that used to be the Maserati
into the wall.
The first melodic notes of an old song came from the computer. I glanced at Saiman.
He shrugged. “It begged for a soundtrack.
Stichwörter: curran kate-daniels saiman
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