My Right Hand Was Sort Of Casually

Methinks We Have A Clue. Be Still, My Heart.

Why Is It That Most Things You Might Willingly Do Under Other Circumstances Become Distasteful When You Have No Choice?

It Means Black Kitten," I Said With My Pulse Almost Even Again. Ares Studied Me. "and You're Ok With Them Calling You Their Black Kitten?" "they're Wererats, Ares," I Said. He Frowned At Me. "they're Not Calling Me Their Little Black Rat. Think It Through.

Oh, Ma Petite, You Are Growing Gargantuan." I Looked At Him And It Was Not A Friendly Look. "never Tease A Woman About Her Weight, Jean-claude. At Least Not An American Twentieth-century One." He Spread His Hands Wide. "my Deepest Apologies." "when You Apologize, Try Not To Smile At The Same Time. It Ruins The Effect.

Vampires Were Always Either Trying To Kill Me, Or Own Me. God I Hated Being Popular.