In this dream, I wasn’t a coyote shapeshifter trying to hold a werewolf, I was Coyote’s almost daughter, and I had all… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
What do you mean?” Leslie’s voice was cool, as if she questioned witches who were flat on their backs being threatened by… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Taking out werewolves, I gather and surmise, is akin to taking out a SEAL team. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
A werewolf tossed me against a giant packing crate while I was trying to rescue a frightened young girl who'd been kidnapped… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
A cowboy, a lawyer, and a mechanic watched Queen of the Damned,” I murmured. Warren—who had once, a long time ago, been… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
When I put magic into a book - whether it's a wizard or a crusty old werewolf - I'm asking a reader… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Warren made a noise, the first one I'd heard out of him since we'd come into the room. I'd have been happier… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
We’d spent years as adversaries, two predators sharing territory and a certain, unwelcome attraction. Somehow, during all those years I spent outwardly… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
I'm a coyote shapeshifter playing in a world of werewolves and vampires---outmatched is n understatement. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Damn it," I said. "I don't suppose you have any ideas on how to kill Littleton." He smiled at me, his teeth… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
What would a racist call werewolves? Wargs? She kind of liked that one, but suspected that racist bastards didn't read Tolkien. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Adam swore harshly. "New werewolves are dangerous, woman. Especially when they are cold and hungry." He looked at Mac, and his voice… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Werewolf games,' Mercy said solemnly, 'play for keeps, or go home.' She was so cute sometimes it made Adam's heart hurt. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Vampire politics make the very complicated dance of manners that is werewolf protocol look like the Hokey Pokey. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“One of my professors once told me that the last official act of the British monarchy was when Queen Victoria refused to… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Some people will tell you werewolves can only shapechange under a full moon, but people also say there's no such things as… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
And thus Charles found himself wandering around a hotel, trailing federal agents as he held a cardboard coffee cup holder in each… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Mercy," said my mother thoughtfully, "you never told me your werewolf neighbor was quite that hot. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Humans, werewolves, or, apparently, vampire, it doesn't matter; get more than three of them together and the jockeying for power begins. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Ben rubbed his muzzle over Kyle’s shoulder in a way that I think was supposed to be reassuring. Kyle sucked in a… — 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
