It always amazes me how many women like dangerous men. Men who almost from the moment you meet them, you know are… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
I have lived for over three hundred years. In that time, the ideal of beauty has changed many times. Large breasts, small,… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
You lie like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth, Edward." He smiled. "I don't lie to you." "Really," I said. The smile… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you've been mean to… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Ethan gave me an admiring look that wasn't about sex, but about that guy moment when they realize you are not just… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“If you are not a lady, then you are a whore. You do not want to know what would happen to a… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
I had been downright paranoid all afternoon, aware of everyone near me. By the time I went for the car, my neck… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I should have remembered that your livery is a spider.” He gave a very small smile, which for Doyle was an outrageous… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Let's fool around." "And then?" he asked, voice low. "When it's time, take blood, and then let's fuck." He gave a surprised… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Edward: I don't know whether to put my fingers in my ears and go la-la-la or find more of your guards so we can… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
So many wonderful books to write, and not enough hours in the day. An embarrassment of riches. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Other people… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
“I slowed, just a little, one to save energy, and one to let Russell catch up sooner. I took a big breath and prepared.… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
“It wasn't just my beast's hunger, but Jean-Claude's blood thirst and Richard's craving for flesh. It was all that and the ardeur running through… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
I know that look, Blake. You are a drowning woman, and the only way out is down the aisle. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
“Just another day in my life. This was one of those days when I thought that maybe a new life, a different life, wouldn't… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
“What is that old children’s rhyme, ‘Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me’? Anyone who says that doesn’t… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
...you don't need ghosts to be haunted. Memory does that just fine without any supernatural help at all. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
I hated missing the end of anything. I was always convinced that the bit I'd miss would be the best part. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
He made a small sigh, as he swallowed the first blood, then his mouth closed over my earlobe, mouth working at the wound, tongue… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
He gave a small nod, and I smiled back, and that was it. He understood that I'd understood that he'd understood. It took us… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
[T]hese last few days where I've moped around damn near depressed for real, because of people who do not exist. Not really. I can… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
