How would you like your eggs?" I tried. I really did. But I glanced at his crotch and it came out anyway.… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Cookie saw him, too. "Holy mother of all things sexy," she said, her eyes drinking him in. "Right there with ya.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Where the hell did my bones go?" I asked. This whole upright thing had me stumped.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Gemma,” I said, adding a singsong whine to my voice, “now I can’t scare her. You can’t go around telling people about… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
I have depth. I've read Proust. No, wait, that was Pooh. Winnie the Pooh. My bad" Charley Davidson. — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“suddenly I’m that chick from Fatal Attraction. Next thing you know, I’ll be boiling rabbits.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
My powers of persuasion are only as strong as the bullshit I have to back it up. - Charley Davidson — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“...what has possessed you to steal blood?" "It's for a project." "What kind of project?" "A... bloody one.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
Have you slept yet?' 'Sure. I took a power nap on the way over.' 'Didn't you drive there?' 'Yeah. Other drviers kept… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Charley's "FOR THE LOVE OF": “Oh,FOR THE LOVE OF gravy” “Just be honest with me, FOR THE LOVE OF applesauce, Gemma.” “But… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“A wicked grin crinkled one corner of his mouth as he secured another sticky note on the door before shutting it in… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“We should date." I laughed, curled him into my arms, and kissed the soft spot underneath his earlobe. "You're going to have… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“My phone pinged. It was a text from Cookie. I'm not good at cocking guns. Really? Did she not know me at… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“I could’ve knocked the shit out of her .She’d have good reason to roll her eyes then. But knocking the shit out… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Is that what you think? That I follow you around to keep your ass out of trouble?" "If so, you're not very… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Carson," she said when she picked up. I liked it. Clear. Concise. To the point. I decided to try it myself. "Davidson."… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“He'd been in surgery for-like-ever, then in recovery, but they put him in a room because, despite the amount of blood loss,… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Hey, wait," I said, pulling back, "you are the son of Satan. Maybe we need a safe word." His grin morphed into… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“With a deep regret, I wiggled out from under him despite his sleepy protests and grabbed articles of clothing as I tiptoed… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
Amber, you could never embarrass me." "Never?" she asked. "Never." "One time, I yelled across the store to Mom and asked her… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“And you went out,” he said, his tone pleased. I said through the bubbles of toothpaste, “Had to. I got a case.”… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
But give up my business? The same business I'd built from the ground up with my own two hands and designer Louis… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“You can't trust anything on the Internet." "Can, too," I said, completed offended. "So, if I posted a comment saying I was… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Did you catch the time-of-great-suffering thing?” Her expression softened. “Can you just make sure I’m not around when it happens?” “No can… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Gemma Davidson,” she answered, her voice as groggy as I felt. “Where are you?” I asked. “Who is this?” “Elvis.” “What time… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“I started to put my phone back in my bag when Ozzy yelled out, his accent so thick, I was only half… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Since I didn't have a candy wrapper to help me with the bad connection I was about to have, I resorted to… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“I called my friend Pari on the way home. "I need you to do my apt." "I'm not that attracted to your… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Oh, yeah, this girl was going down. She had no idea who she was messing with. And, sadly, she didn’t seem to… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“This was insane. What was wrong with the world? Didn’t they know that ghosts and supernatural powers where little girls helped their… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
Apparently, this really was Kill Charley Davidson Week. Or at least Horribly Maim Her… It would probably never get government recognition, though,… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
My calculations - allowing for a 12 percent margin of error, based on the radius of the corresponding confidence interval and the… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
A sheriff arrested me. I could be mistaken, but I'm pretty sure my men-in-uniform fetish began that day. The sheriff was hot.… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
He bombarded me with words, of all things, apparently clueless to the fact that the predawn hours rendered me incapable of coherent thought. — Darynda Jones Copy Share
I have three words for you," EMT Guy said. "Possible internal bleeding." I turned back to him. "Don't you think if I was bleeding… — Darynda Jones Copy Share
God I loved Sammy. I’d considered marrying him, but his wife got upset when I asked for his hand. — Darynda Jones Copy Share
“Oh, my god, I don't know. What do you want?" "You," he said, his voice lowering an octave. "I want you, Dutch, body and… — Darynda Jones Copy Share
“If ever there was a time to carry a flashlight, it would definitely be at night.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share
In three hundred feet, turn right," Darth Vader said. The Darth Vader. I felt like we were friends now. Like I could tell him… — Darynda Jones Copy Share
“The asshole slipped Peggy a five-spot to bring him his burger first. Never trust a man with a penis.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share
“I reported to work the next morning looking like something the cat dragged in, half eaten yet somehow still alive.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share
“One day, I’m going to get to the bottom of you, Charley Davidson.” I had no idea she was into anal.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share
“We should date." I laughed, curled him into my arms, and kissed the soft spot underneath his earlobe. "You're going to have to go… — Darynda Jones Copy Share
