“What? I like flesh. I’m a werewolf. It’s not like I’m going to be a vegetarian.” — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“Thomas was the person who really brought out the best in her. And he cared about her for her own sake. It was her… — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“He knew it was stupid to say he was falling in love with her. They had only known each other for a week. But… — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“Now this is a feeling I could get used to. A beautiful girl draped across my thighs and a better high than any drug… — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“What? I like flesh. I’m a werewolf. It’s not like I’m going to be a vegetarian.” — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“We vampires are just so sick of misinformation. We’re not undead. We don’t have a problem with sunlight. Or garlic. Or silver and crosses… — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“Are you going to count me on the census form?” “Sure. Ghost squatter, quantity of one. Sex male, race Caucasian, age dead. That’ll really… — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“Death isn’t about endings, or beginnings, it’s about taking the next step on a long road to finding out what humanity really means. It’s… — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“Love, he reminded himself. You love her madly. This was the madly part.” — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“She considered telling him to speak less, but she thought it would be better to ease him into that preference. Wait until he was… — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“I just went on a date with a loopy new age witch who read my aura and took me to a play that critiqued… — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“Poor dearest. I suppose I better be a useful husband and figure out how to cheer you up. Why did the chicken cross the… — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“It had taken him a few months to figure out that they were right for each other, but now that conclusion seemed inarguable. They… — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
