Kate Daniels, trained negotiator. When in possession of some valuable information, give it away to the first sexy man you see with no guarantee of return.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: kate raphael magic-strikes
I sighed and put Slayer between the front seats. "Stay here. Guard the car."
Saiman shut the door. "Is the sword sentient?"
"No. But I like to pretend it is.
Stichwörter: kate magic-strikes saiman
Your date appears to be hysterical," Rene told me.
"You think I should slap some man into him?
Stichwörter: kate magic-strikes saiman rene
He groaned and I saw his face. "Curran!" I would've preferred a homicidal lunatic. Oh, wait...
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: kate curran magic-strikes
He joked while Dali cut him, mangling the words with his monstrous jaws, snarled with a pretended rage and dramatically promised to "kirrrl youraaalll for this!
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: derek magic-strikes
I'll be busy for the next eight weeks, so let's set this for November 15th.
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I want lamb or venison steak. Baked potatoes with honey butter. Corn on the cob. Rolls. And apple pie, like the one you made before. I really liked it. I want it with ice cream.
You owe me one naked dinner, but I'm not a complete beast, so you can wear a bra and panties if you so wish. The blue ones with the bow will do.
Curran,
Beast Lord of Atlanta
Stichwörter: food curran ilona-andrews kate-daniels magic-strikes naked-dinner
I hit him on the back of the neck. He submerged. Help. I've drowned the Beast Lord.
Ilona AndrewsStichwörter: humor kate drowning curran ilona-andrews magic-strikes tub
Go play your games with Jim. I'll find you both when I need you."
Arrogant asshole. "I tell you what, if you find us before those three days run out, I'll cook you a damn dinner and serve it to you naked."
"Is that a promise?"
"Yes. Go fuck yourself.
Stichwörter: humor flirting curran kate-daniels magic-strikes
Dali blinked at me. "Would you mind making coffee while you're dancing? I smell it on the bottom shelf, either first or second jar on the left."
I opened the first jar and looked inside. Coffee. The label said BORAX. "What's up with the labels?"
Dali shrugged. "You're in the house of a cat whose job is to spy. He thinks he's clever. I'd be careful with the silverware drawer. There might be a bomb in it.
Stichwörter: magic-strikes
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