“If Eric's a demon," I said slowly, "that makes you a..." "Rogue demon hunter." I blinked. "Lost in the Buffyverse, are we?" "That show was a real pain in my ass," he muttered.” — Lori Handeland Copy Share Image
“The sun glanced off a long, wicked looking knife in the Comanche's grip. At least Cash wouldn't have long to mourn. The other Indians held similar weapons, but they hung back as their leader knelt next to Sullivan. He muttered something, low and guttural, a single syllable that sounded like an insult, then picked up a lock of Sullivan's hair.… — Lori Handeland Copy Share
“I could not be a zombie. They had no thoughts. Their brains were gruel. They said little beyond "Brrr!" unable, even, to articulate completely… — Lori Handeland Copy Share Image
I couldn't help but see; I wasn't blind. I couldn't help but admire; I wasn't dead — Lori Handeland Copy Share Image
“needed to remember that he would never be that man again. As he was now, he did not” — Lori Handeland Copy Share Image
“Son of a bitch!" Cash erupted. "He's wearing Nate's guns." Reese had been too occupied gazing into those eyes to notice the oddity of… — Lori Handeland Copy Share Image
Words have power," Isaac answered. Words begin and end wars. They create and destroy families. They break hearts. They heal them. If you have… — Lori Handeland Copy Share Image
“If Eric's a demon," I said slowly, "that makes you a..." "Rogue demon hunter." I blinked. "Lost in the Buffyverse, are we?" "That show… — Lori Handeland Copy Share Image
