Nothing Worthwhile Is Ever Without Complications.

Since It Was There, Larkin Got Another Bowl, Spooned Up Stew For Himself. “he Fights With Us. We’re An Army.” “an Army? Talk About Delusions Of Grandeur. What Are You?” She Asked Glenna. “witch.” “so, We’ve Got A Witch, A Sorcerer, A Couple Of Refugees From Geall And A Vampire. Some Army.

A Writer Never Finds The Time To Write. A Writer Makes It. If You Don't Have The Drive, The Discipline, And The Desire, Then You Can Have All The Talent In The World, And You Aren't Going To Finish A Book.

She Doesn’t Like You, Mcnab. “i Knoooow. I Find That Really Attractive In A Woman.

Love Meant Different Things To Different People.

‘was That Like A Cookie?’ She Wondered. ‘hmmm?’ ‘you Know, Have A Cookie. You'll Feel Better.’ She Put Her Hands On Either Side Of His Face, Lifting It As He Laughed. ‘were You Making Me Feel Better?’ ‘i Certainly Hope So. It Worked For Me.’ He Dipped His Head To Kiss Her Lightly. ‘i Wanted You. I Always Do.’ ‘it's Funny How Men Can Wake Up With Their Brains In Their Cocks.’ ‘it Makes Us What We Are.’ Still Chuckling, He Rolled Her Over Him, Patted Her Butt. ‘let's Take A Shower. I'll Give You Another Cookie.’