“You can’t come in without an invitation.” He leans a shoulder against Alison’s framed photo of a wheat field at harvest. “That so?” His boot heel nudges the door behind him, shutting out the storm and the scent of rain.… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
You know," he said, "every time a vampire says he doesn't believe in lycanthropes, a werewolf bursts into flames. — Elizabeth Bear Copy Share Image
