“I want to know who killed my father,” Peter growled, shrugging off her fingers and pushing himself away from the wall to stand up straight. “If you think you can help me with that, then you are welcome to try.” — Deborah Blake Copy Share Image
“The taxi driver dropped them off back at the Wabasha Street Caves and drove off clutching a huge tip and muttering under his breath… — Deborah Blake Copy Share
“I want to know who killed my father,” Peter growled, shrugging off her fingers and pushing himself away from the wall to stand up… — Deborah Blake Copy Share
“Does this dress make me fat?” “Of course it does. Don’t you own a mirror?” — Deborah Blake Copy Share
“I had lost my connection with the universal energy and gained in its place precognition, visions, and a healing gift I could not control.” — Deborah Blake Copy Share
“A witch, a Rider, a dragon, and a god walk into a monastery… There’s got to be a good joke in there somewhere.” — Deborah Blake Copy Share
“Life has a way of changing the path you are on when you least expect it.” — Deborah Blake Copy Share
“I don’t know about you, but I’ve got plans for next Thursday. And I’m not in the mood to have them ruined by some… — Deborah Blake Copy Share
“Only one kiss. That was what he had intended. But Ciera’s lips were sweet like the juice of a pomegranate, and her skin under… — Deborah Blake Copy Share
“My name is Koshka, and this Human person is Jazz. She is the protégé of the Baba Yaga Bella, and I am Bella’s Chudo-Yudo.”… — Deborah Blake Copy Share
“She narrowed her eyes at Ciera. “You know, for a smart lady, you’re kinda dumb about some real-life stuff, aren’t you?” — Deborah Blake Copy Share
“Perhaps you would be better off finding some way to embrace your new nature, instead of fighting it.” — Deborah Blake Copy Share
