“Someday decades from now, when you and Sabine are hobbling around in your old-people pants and orthopedic shoes, yelling at grandchildren and reminiscing about the days when you could still see your feet, unimpeded by the view of your gut,… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share
So, did the costume come with a condom, or is that sold separately? — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
You just say the word, and I'll make the rest of the world go away. I'll take you someplace safe, where no one else… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
So, what now? We’re friends?" Yeah. If friends could be in love, but not together. In sync, but out of touch. Willing to die… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“You'll have to give me a minute here. Gravity's a real bitch this morning. Ian to Kori” — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
Wow," Liv said, when I dropped the mallet back into the drawer. "That looked like fun. I call dibs on the next over-the-top destruction… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“So...what are you delivering today -- pizza or death?" "Both, actually. Pepperoni for you now, and a fatal aneurism to the woman in room… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“My hands wrapped around his waist, traveling up the broad expanse of his back, mooth and hard, and... "Give it a rest, already," Tod… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“I don't even like regular plants. Except for corsages and long-stemmed roses...and those only hurt when they don't show up.” — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“I want everyone to get plenty of rest tonight, because tomorrow, we make plans to bury the new council chair. And don't worry about… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“Take a nice, long look at your future, reaper. You'll soon be burning as fuel for hundreds of tiny fires." Tod laughed out loud. "If that's your way of saying I'm hot, rest assured, I already know." He spread his arms, inviting Avari and his monstrous court to look him over. "But I'm going to have to keep lighting up… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share
“Whoever said it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved was full of crap.” — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
