"I thought Indians built fires with fiction." .... "I can do that, but I'd like to eat sometime in the next day… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Drink it,” I told her. “It’s good for what ails you. Caffeine and sugar. I don’t drink it, so I ran over… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Anna: “I thought Indians built fires with fiction.” Charles: “I can do that, but I'd like to eat sometime in the next… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Yes, well," said his da with a hint of a grow that told him just how worried Bran had been about him,… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
The cool thing about writing is that there is really never a typical day. Sometimes I get a rhythm going and head… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
When I die of heart failure the next time you frighten me like that, you can put that on my gravestone —‘I… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
My foster mother always laughed and said it was his reputation for knowing everything that allowed for him to appear infallible: all… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“His favorite saying was, 'Interdum feror cupidine partium magnarum europe vincendarum." "'Sometimes I have the urge to conquer large parts of Europe'?" Boyd said,… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I break things, a lot of things, but I don’t want one of them to be you.” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
He was obviously dead. But since he was a vampire that wasn't as hopless a thing as it might have been. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“want to. Adam wasn’t angry. He wouldn’t hurt me. I let him pull the power of his pack over me like a warm” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I promise I won't spank you," he told me, his voice rough and low as he added, "not unless you ask me to." I… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I paused to pat the truck’s hood gently in apology when someone put his hand on my shoulder. I grabbed the hand and rotated… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
In this dream, I wasn’t a coyote shapeshifter trying to hold a werewolf, I was Coyote’s almost daughter, and I had all the strength… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“She hit us,” the woman shrieked. That was the gist of it anyway. There were a lot of unladylike words that began with “F,”… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Charles was most comfortable by himself or, if that wasn't possible, with his pack in the wild. Talking for hours in a crowded auditorium… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
