“And another scent, weak, but there. The scent of disease. One of the people standing there was ill. Emerson waited, but he wasn’t the only one. “Cuff her,” he said, nodding to a man standing behind her. He looked at… — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“If the words, But you’re a woman. Let me take point, were ever spoken, that person was history.” — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“Her fangs cut into her lips, and with a nearly orgasmic release, she sent out her claws.” — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“I realize Shiv Crew is monsters and blades. At Rune's look of surprise he added, I read the business card.” — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“Blood continued to color the air as the crew sliced through monster necks. And they roared their glee. They were Shiv Crew. And that,… — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“She dropped her fangs, shot out her claws, and smiled. Who wants to die first?" --Blood and Bite” — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“Shiv Crew, Rune muttered, is becoming a freak show. She and Ellis smiled at each other, as proud as new parents. Damn right.” — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“There will always be monsters. Pretty monsters, sad monsters, bad monsters. And Rune.” — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“The burden is not yours alone. Let your men bear some of it.” “Her crew,” Lex said,” — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“Shiv Crew lived for the fight. Maybe they were all freaks, but that kept them alive.” — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“And another scent, weak, but there. The scent of disease. One of the people standing there was ill. Emerson waited, but he wasn’t the… — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“walked with her, pulling a silver crucifix on a chain from inside the neck of his shirt. “Do you believe in God?” — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“Z, if you're listening, don't go far. I might join you soon. I just might join you soon. I’ll be waiting, sweet thing.” — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“Sometimes the voices of the past refuse to be silenced. Then all one can do is sit and listen. -Lex - Shiv Crew, Book… — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“The witch wasn’t a woman, not really. She was evil wrapped in horror, tied neatly with a bow of rancid blood and sour anguish.” — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
“flinched away from the cross before remembering it wouldn’t hurt her. Not if she refused to let it. She was alive. She was not… — Laken Cane Copy Share Image
