Zee said, grumpily, “Liebling, this is not a good idea.”
“Zee,” I told him, “I am completely out of good ideas and am doing my best with the bad ones I have left.
Stichwörter: humor mercy-thompson zee mercedes-thompson patricia-briggs good-idea bad-idea frost-burned
You’re a dead man,” Kyle said. “Warren doesn’t take kindly to people who hurt me.
Patricia BriggsStichwörter: humor love threats mercy-thompson patricia-briggs frost-burned kyle-brooks warren-smith
That is the freakiest thing that ever happened to me.” I nodded toward the mess. “And if you knew my life, you’d realize just how freaky that is.
Patricia BriggsStichwörter: humor mercy-thompson mercedes-thompson patricia-briggs frost-burned
Kyle took in a breath. “While you were doing freaky stuff with Adam—as fine as he is—did you figure out where he is?”
I shook my head, and he sighed. “That’s good.”
I raised my eyebrow. He grinned, tiredly. “That would have been useful, Mercy. And having something freaky and useful would have been too good and sent the spirits of evil gods on our tail.”
I stared at him.
Stichwörter: humor superstition mercy-thompson mercedes-thompson patricia-briggs adam-hauptman frost-burned kyle-brooks
Mac kafasını sallayarak birden Adam'a baktı ancak kollarıyla kalçamı kavrayışı sertleşmişti.
Göğsünden yükselen ve bacakalarımı titreten hafif bir hırıltıyla homurdandı.
''Benim...''
Adam'ın gözleri kısıldı. ''Hiç sanmıyorum. O bana ait.''
Bu çekişme gururumu okşamadı diyemem ancak biri akşam yemeğinden bahsediyordu, diğerinin niyetinden emin değildim.
Stichwörter: mercy-thompson adam-hauptman
I don’t know who you think you are” — my mother’s voice was low and dangerous — “but if you don’t get out of my way right this instant, it won’t matter.”
Adam was the Alpha werewolf in charge of the local pack. He was tough. He could be mean when he had to — and he wouldn’t stand a chance against my mom.
Stichwörter: funny mothers mercy-thompson
So you didn’t have any reason to be so mad I wrecked the car,” I said, triumphantly.
Samuel laughed out loud. “You still haven’t figured it out, have you, Mercy? He never was mad about the car. He was the first one at the scene of the accident. He thought you’d killed yourself. We all did. That was a pretty spectacular wreck.”
I started to say something and found I couldn’t. The first thing I’d seen after hitting the tree was the Marrok’s snarling face. I’d never seen him that angry — and I’d done a lot, from time to time, to inspire his rage.
Stichwörter: love angry mercy-thompson bran-cornick samuel-cornick growi
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