Walk softly and carry a big stick. Or stomp loudly and carry enough firepower to start a small war. Whatever worked
Faith HunterChicken, yeah, that's me. I'd rather fight an old rogue-vamp in my underwear, with my bare hands, than deal with relationship problems.
Faith HunterMots clés relationship-problems
You gonna put on your big-girl panties and fight with the boys, now?” He looked over his shoulder as if he expected me to blush or something.
“Who says I wear panties?”
I was certain that he flushed red this time. Laughing, I left him shaking his head and went on inside to find the Kid. We had work to do.
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Beast had once informed me that humans were hunters only by luck and because they had opposable thumbs.
Faith HunterIt looked to me like a vamp version of a pissing contest. Men will be boys.
Faith HunterHumans wore skin and clothes— many clothes instead of fur. Would have been smarter to grow fur, but humans were never smart.
Faith HunterYet understanding one’s own nature is often a first step to personal growth. All this psychological crap was making me irritable.
Faith HunterBut nothing in life was set in stone and nothing in life is promised us. Not happiness, not joy, not love. Everything was variable and mutable and inconstant.
Faith HunterMen who had the capacity to apologize—and who knew the right words with which to do it—were few and far between.
Faith HunterVengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord,’” I whispered, the words familiar from Scripture. “But not this time, God. You had your chance.
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