“Mercy," he mumbled. "What the hell did you do to my French Roast?” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I break things, a lot of things, but I don’t want one of them to be you.” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Zack shook his head. "I am glad you aren't mine. You're going to be dead before you're forty." "No," rumbled my husband's… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Werewolves usually have markings that are more doglike than wolflike. I don’t know why. Bran, the Marrok, has a splash of white… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I borrowed a hammer and the garage and disposed of both phones. I was pretty sure that I could have just pulled… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Kyle took in a breath. “While you were doing freaky stuff with Adam—as fine as he is—did you figure out where he… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Into the breach, then. Against mobs of middle-aged moms and frightening harridans we shall prevail.” She nodded sharply, raising an invisible sword.… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I don’t know who you think you are” — my mother’s voice was low and dangerous — “but if you don’t get… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Damn it,” I said. “I don't suppose you have any ideas on how to kill Littleton.” He smiled at me, his teeth… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Kelly looked at the cop, then sighed. “What a cluster. I take it you haven’t been killing young women and leaving their… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Thank you, Adam,” I told him. “Thank you for tearing Tim into small Tim bits. Thank you for forcing me to drink… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“So you didn’t have any reason to be so mad I wrecked the car,” I said, triumphantly. Samuel laughed out loud. “You… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“There was a movement to my right, and I snuck a quick glance to see Zee and Gabriel coming out the garage… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Hey, Zee,” I said. “I take it that you can fix it, but it’ll be miserable, and you’d rather haul it to… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“His favorite saying was, 'Interdum feror cupidine partium magnarum europe vincendarum." "'Sometimes I have the urge to conquer large parts of Europe'?" Boyd said,… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
“I break things, a lot of things, but I don’t want one of them to be you.” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
He was obviously dead. But since he was a vampire that wasn't as hopless a thing as it might have been. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
“want to. Adam wasn’t angry. He wouldn’t hurt me. I let him pull the power of his pack over me like a warm” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
“I promise I won't spank you," he told me, his voice rough and low as he added, "not unless you ask me to." I… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
“I paused to pat the truck’s hood gently in apology when someone put his hand on my shoulder. I grabbed the hand and rotated… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
In this dream, I wasn’t a coyote shapeshifter trying to hold a werewolf, I was Coyote’s almost daughter, and I had all the strength… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
“She hit us,” the woman shrieked. That was the gist of it anyway. There were a lot of unladylike words that began with “F,”… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
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… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
“Beauclaire, for his part, sank back in the soft material of the couch as if the thought that it would impede him should he… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
What do you mean?” Leslie’s voice was cool, as if she questioned witches who were flat on their backs being threatened by werewolves every… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
I am not attempting to preserve culture, or record actual events or stories. Instead I bow my head in gratitude to those storytellers who… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share
