It was a nephilim.” “A nephi-what?” asked Hugh, startled. “Isn’t that a character on Sesame Street?” Peter spoke up for the first… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Why do things this beautiful make me want to cry?" I asked Michael as I leaned into him. It was an unguarded… — James Patterson Copy Share Image
“What kind of sick bastard burns down a Christmas tree?” Hugh and I exchanged glances. “That’s an excellent question,” I said dryly.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
