He thought of his wife, of his son, of his youth. He thought of life. He thought of death and then he thought of life again.

When Tana was six, vampires were Muppets, endlessly counting, or cartoon villains in black cloaks with red polyester lining.

Myrnin said softly. "And how is it that you do not understand that HERE, in THIS place, this girl belongs to me, not to you?

I should like to understand more about the signs on the shirt you wore earlier. What was it: Eat the tail and suck the head?

Do it for the kids! The ones who look up to you — especially when they are pleading for their lives." — Bats 2015

She could feel something unnatural following her every movement as she washed her bountiful Huzza and Wahzoozie" — BATS

He sniffed until the long hairs of his mustache had been sucked up into his nose and out of his leafy ears." — Bats 2015

Elizabeth poured the brewskilicious foam over her aforementioned bodalicious huzza-huzzas and Wahwahzoozie." — Bats 2015

Are you scared? he murmured, mouth only a hairbreadth away from hers.A small laugh escaped her. "Not as scared as I should be.

Snug pants, bandeau-type corset, and trim, motorcycle jacket. It was a fabulous outfit, but it was so urban-fantasy book cove

Memory was a curse, yes, he thought, but it was also the greatest gift. Because if you lost memory you lost everything.

Better overcautious than missing a jugular vein, as the saying goes."That was a very morbid saying. Maybe only vampire said it.

Rachel hiccupped. "What are you, Wordsworth, now?""Do you like Wordsworth?" Rees asked."Not especially.""Then, no, I'm not.

Come on, it is a guest bedroom! If you want your guests to feel at home, they should be allowed to do whatever they do at home!

The demon blood inside me burned my soul to ashes long ago.I am a monster who once dreamed he was a man. Never mistakeme again.