Patricia Briggs, Blood Bound Quotes
So in the sweltering heat of a July night, I sang a Christmas carol to a room full of fae, who had been driven out of their homelands by Christians and their cold-iron swords.
Damn it, " I said. "I don't suppose you have any ideas on how to kill Littleton."He smiled at me, his teeth very white in the darkness of his face. "Eat him, " he said.
You should be home sleeping. What is the use of having a man in the house, if he cannot take care of you for a while?” “Mmm, ” I said. “I give up. What's the use of having a man in the house?