We Are None Of Us Perfect, And...we

You Forgot The ‘my Precious,’” Anna Said Dryly. “if You Want To Act Like A Freaking Nutcase, You Have To Do It Right.

But You Can't Marry Someone To Fix Him, Even If You Love Them.

I Like That People Can Just Look At You And Know That You Are Taken, That You Are Mine.” He Closed His Eyes And Laughed. “and Yes, I Know That Sentiment Is At The Top Of The Women’s Liberation Movement’s List Of Things Not To Say To A Modern Woman

Mercy," Said My Mother Thoughtfully, "you Never Told Me Your Werewolf Neighbor Was Quite That Hot.

Charles Was Most Comfortable By Himself Or, If That Wasn't Possible, With His Pack In The Wild. Talking For Hours In A Crowded Auditorium Was Not On Any List Of Things He Enjoyed—or Things He Was Good At. At Least No One Had Died. Yet.