You smell of other peoples blood, ma petite. It was no one you know. -Jean Claude and Anita — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“At least I'm not dead. That can be remedied. Jean-Claude & Richard” — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I am always sincere, ma petite, even when I lie." - Jean Claude” — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Asking Jean-Claude not to be a pain in the ass was like asking rain not to be wet. Why try?” — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“sight. So I was still attracted to Jean-Claude. I might even, in some dark corner, love him a little. It didn’t matter.… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“The only consolation I had was I got to watch Jean-Claude climb the stairs. So sue me. He had a very nice… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I gazed up at him as the laughter filled his face, and just loved him. The day had sucked, but Jean-Claude made… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Richard and I exchanged a look, and then we looked back at Jean-Claude. Jean-Claude with all his fancy fetish yummy clothes, standing… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Jean-Claude gave a low theatrical bow, never taking his eyes from her. "After you, my sweet. A lady should always walk before… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“He threw one long, leather-clad leg over the couch arm and slithered over it to his feet. It was like watching a… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Edward: I don't know whether to put my fingers in my ears and go la-la-la or find more of your guards so we can… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
If you’re alive, don’t move, if you’re dead, don’t worry about it. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
So many wonderful books to write, and not enough hours in the day. An embarrassment of riches. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Money doesn't spend in hell… The devil deals in a different coin. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Other people… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I slowed, just a little, one to save energy, and one to let Russell catch up sooner. I took a big breath and prepared.… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“It wasn't just my beast's hunger, but Jean-Claude's blood thirst and Richard's craving for flesh. It was all that and the ardeur running through… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
I know that look, Blake. You are a drowning woman, and the only way out is down the aisle. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Just another day in my life. This was one of those days when I thought that maybe a new life, a different life, wouldn't… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“What is that old children’s rhyme, ‘Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me’? Anyone who says that doesn’t… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
...you don't need ghosts to be haunted. Memory does that just fine without any supernatural help at all. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
I hated missing the end of anything. I was always convinced that the bit I'd miss would be the best part. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
