Graves: Are you skipping? Off to a good start. Dru Anderson: I don’t want to deal with it today. Graves: Okay. I… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
His thumb stroked my cheek. My eyes half-closed. When he spoke next, it was very softly, his voice an almost-physical caress against… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
Okay. I'll deal with Benjamin. You're safe, okay? Nothing's gonna happen." His mouth pulled tight against itself. And now I was having… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
“He kissed her, over and over, printing blood-flavored kisses on her cheek, her throat, her jaw, her mouth.” — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
“Dru Anderson: You should wear some gloves. Graves: Ruins the image. Dru Anderson: You’ll goddamn well freeze to death. Graves: Hey, we’ve… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
“People don’t really want to know anything about you. They just want to put you into their little preordained slots. They decide what you… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
Sometimes, as much as writing saves one’s own life, you cannot imagine how it will save another’s. This is another reason why it is… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
Graves: It’s going to snow. Dru Anderson: Thanks for the warning. Graves: Hey, no problem. First one’s free. — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
“Hearing wulfen howl is... well, it's horrible. The sound is glassy, hovering at the upper ranges of hearing, and it's full of paws on… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
Jesus, you've got a death wish." "Right now I have a bathroom-and-sleep-somewhere safe wish, kid. — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
He was the only boy I'd found worth dating in God knows how many schools. I mean, ever since he'd been bitten by a… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
Well, duh. You're cuter than she is." He said it like he might say, Grass is green or, Gravity works. Something warm opened up… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
Zombies smell worse than anything you can imagine if you haven’t been hunting things on the dark side of the world. It’s a ripe,… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
His smell—the scent of a demon, cinnamon incense, amber musk—wrapped around me, filled my lungs. I felt like I could breathe again, without every… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
The only one," he murmured. His chin dipped a little bit. "You know that, Dru? You're the only person who's ever believed in me.… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
“A hand closed around her arm, warm and hard, and it could possibly have been comforting if she had possessed the faintest idea whose… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
I don't believe in getting clothes that just look pretty or that'll fall apart—they have to stand up to a lot of abuse. — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
