Charles preferred his deer to taste like meat and his pancakes to look like pancakes. Brother Wolf thought he was too picky.… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Anna looked at Brother Wolf. ‘I’d like to see someone try to put a radio control collar on Charles. It might be… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Um. Charles thinks that his wolf has chosen me as his mate." "In less than one full day?" It did sound dumb… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Apparently deciding Charles’s brief introduction wasn’t good enough, his brother reintroduced himself. “Dr. Samuel Cornick, elder brother and tormentor. Very nice to… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
His brother maintained that what sent people backing away was neither his size nor his mother's blood, but solely the expression on… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Shame is...not a productive emotion," Charles told her. There was a funny little pause when he tilted his head to look at… — 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 Image
“I break things, a lot of things, but I don’t want one of them to be you.” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
