He's like six hundred years younger than you are. I refuse to be the moral compass of our cell! Most weekends I have an intoxispell bong attached to my mouth like a respirator. I love scatological humor, and I list 'pranks involving nuclear waste' and 'making demons eat things' as my hobbies.
Kresley ColeTags: paranormal-romance immortals-after-dark lore valkyrie berserker regin-the-radiant dreams-of-a-dark-warrior kresley-cole aidan-the-fierce dark-fey natalya
They desecrate Riora’s sacred temple! She will be enraged.”
“Oh, gods, look at the marble. We are all beyond doomed.”
“Somebody put a plant in front of it!
I hope they're in town. I want to face them!” Regin stood and brandished one of the two swords that she usually wore in sheaths crisscrossed on her back in addition to the dagger sheath she customarily wore on her forearm. "I'll lunch on their balls!"
That was Regin’s new threat: to lunch on enemies' balls. "Reege, when you threaten males with that, I don't think it has the result you intend. They think less Lunchables, more tea bag.
Tags: humor
You said you'd give me half an hour!'
'And you said you'd satisfy me whenever I wanted it. I want it now.' He removed is jacket. 'Drop the towel.'
'I-I never agreed to be naked!
You dress her in a wet T-shirt and make her carry the bags? Damn, Cade, I like how you roll" - Rok
Kresley ColeTags: humour
What is he?”
“I can’t puzzle it out. He doesn’t have horns, pointed ears—or apparently a need to eat. He does have small fangs, but he also sports a tan line.”
“You checked? Natalya, you durrrty bitch.”
“Hey, I had to determine if he was a blood sucker or not. Now I don’t know what to think.
Tags: vampires immortals-after-dark kresley-cole
Fuckhead:
The name’s MariKETA.
Go to hell,
The WITCH, doing a creepy spell somewhere right now.
Tags: humor
Darwin says people like you need to die.” (Carrow)
Kresley ColeTags: humor
Ara?"
She jerked her face up. "Huh? Where were we?"
But his expression had grown serious, the lesson forgotten. He interlaced his fingers and said, "We are bound."
"Bound?"
He collected a piece of rope, knotting it.
"Oh, you mean bound?"
He gave a nod, then drew in the sand.
An infinity symbol? "Clever demon, how did you know that...?"
He was gazing at her with a question in his eyes.
"Bound forever?" And somehow she met his gaze and lied, "Yes, demon. Bound forever."
As if to make her feel guiltier, he gathered her into his arms, cupping her face against his broad chest. His voice a deep rumble, he said, "Carrow is Malkom's."
She wanted to sob.
"Yes?"
"Yes," she answered, wishing that it could be so simple between them. Demon meets girl. Girl might be falling for demon.
You'll tell me a story and I'll spare you ? You think I don't see what you're doing ? I've read Arabian Nights."
"Call me Scheherazade, baby ! Actually, she's one tricksy bitch. Who, by the way, still owes me twenty gold pieces and a pound of sesame.
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