I figured even the most jaded and cynical inhabitant might report a bloody girl in a party dress carrying a severed head by its hair.
Faith HunterMots clés paranormal-romance blood urban-fantasy jane-yellowrock skinwalker
Really sucked the red off of all my candy.
Faith HunterMots clés jane-yellowrock
Alarm stole over me on little kitten feet.
Faith HunterMots clés metaphor
Back to work. If I’m [writing] I’m not thinking about the crazy.
Faith HunterAdmitting that Katie had taken too much blood was on par with saying an adult human had pooped their pants or eaten their own boogers!
Faith HunterHey, uh, you know. Um. If you’re alive, uh, call me." I looked at the screen and said, "It's Jane." I closed the phone, thinking, Lame. I am so lame.
Faith HunterMots clés humor worrying akwardness
Vamps who are dying, or think they are, give a piercing, eardrum-bursting shriek, like the love child of a screech owl and a mountain lion on crystal meth, amplified like a seventies rock band.
Faith HunterMots clés similes
You let the cops in. Thy've brought in a ram to take down the front door. A white chick in an evening gown will settle the cops faster than a brother with guns.
Faith HunterMots clés wry-humor
Jodi in tactical gear was something to behold. Pert, a lot shorter than I am, blond hair tucked under a helmet, cinched into body armor never intended to mold to the body of a curvy woman. Ugly but efficient attire. Someone needs to talk to armor designers about female body shapes and style.
Faith HunterMots clés humor body-armor
Yeah. You treat him like a son or a soldier, instead of like a brother. He wants you to like him and admire him and love him. Maybe in that order.
Faith HunterMots clés relationship-advice
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