“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 a gun belt strapped around a naked waist. Cash was right. Those were Nate's pretty pearl… — 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… — Lori Handeland Copy Share Image
“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
