Mercy," He Said,"in A Fair Fight Between

He Can Stop Me In My Tracks, But He Can't Make Me Do Someting I Don't Want To

His Heart's Occupied Elsewhere," Said Ben From Behind Me. "and Even If It Weren't He's Not Interested In Your Kind. But, I'm Available And Ready." "you Don't Have A Heart," I Told Him.” Just A Gaping Hole Where It Should Have Been. " "all The More Reason For You To Give Me Yours. " I Pounded My Forehead Against Warren 's Back. "tell Me Ben's Not Flirting With Me. " "hey," Said Ben Sounding Hurt. "i Was Talking Cannibalism, Not Romance.

What Would A Racist Call Werewolves? Wargs? She Kind Of Liked That One, But Suspected That Racist Bastards Didn't Read Tolkien.

Now, I'm Not Very Vain. If I'd Ever Been, Making My Living Covered In Various Grease And Dirt Mixtures Would Have Cured Me Quickly. Still, I Wasn't Up To Facing Two Sexy Men When I Had One Eye Swollen Mostly Shut And Half Of My Face Black And Blue.

Yes,' He Said Sincerely. 'such A One Deserves Peanut Butter On The Seat Of His Pants.