“I need some tape, some gloves, and a bag,” I said. Nicky turned and went in search of what I’d asked. Was… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
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“They didn’t call me the Executioner for nothing. So how did I end up being safer in the depths of the Circus… — Laurell K. Hamilton Dead man Copy Share Image
I could have just said I'm good at my job, but I didn't. Didn't want the police thinking I was holding out… — Laurell K. Hamilton Advantage Copy Share Image
“Watching St John rock his wife's body was not part of my job description. Honest. I sat down on the stairs where… — Laurell K. Hamilton Emotional Copy Share Image
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“Pride,” he said. I frowned at them. “Come again.” “My name is Pride,” he said. His voice was a touch apologetic as… — Laurell K. Hamilton Envy Copy Share Image
Give a truly good person power, and they’re still a good person. Give a bad person power, and they’re still a bad… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
And your excuse?' I asked. 'I'm a sociopath; I don't have to be nice,' Nicky said. I gave him a look. 'You're… — Laurell K. Hamilton Being nice Copy Share Image
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“Everyone turned towards me. The two female vamps smiled, most unpleasantly. They looked at me like I was a piece of candy… — Laurell K. Hamilton Vamps Copy Share Image
“Meredith,” Taranis said, “how can you insult me like this? These men attacked a lady of my court, savaged her. Yet you… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Door’s not locked,” Zerbrowski said. “You’re a cop. How can you leave your car unlocked?” I opened the door and stopped. The… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I tried to ask him where Ronnie was, but he just smiled, shook his head, and managed to hold an empty glass… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
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“Was I his? Was he mine? Fuck, I didn’t know. How could I not know after more than a year? How could… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Can you speed this up? I want to get to bed." A slight frown appeared between his eyes. "Anita, you are not… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Bouvier, Magnus Bouvier.” “I do not know the name.” “Should you?” He just smiled at me. It meant nothing and everything. “You… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
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“Nice to meet you, Verne, but don’t call me little lady.” I started to wipe the blood on the edge of the… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“So just tell me what you like on the menu, and we'll negotiate." All that is required is that you taste what… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
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“Jean-Claude’s eyes widened just a bit. ‘Ma petite, you have had a busy night, I see.’ His French accent was as thick… — Laurell K. Hamilton Danger Copy Share Image
People talk of sorrow as if it is soft, a thing of water and tears. But true sorrow is not soft. True… — Laurell K. Hamilton Breathing Copy Share Image
“He whispered, “More than life, more than honor, I love thee.” What do you say when a man whose entire existence had… — Laurell K. Hamilton Life Copy Share Image
“I will give you my word that she will not be harmed if you help us." "No offense, but that's not enough."… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“got her a can of Coke out of the fridge. “You want a glass?” She shook her head. Jean-Claude was leaning against… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I prayed as we walked up the hill. I prayed and felt a measure of calm return. No visions. No angels singing.… — Laurell K. Hamilton Dreams Copy Share Image
He gave a small nod, and I smiled back, and that was it. He understood that I'd understood that he'd understood. It… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
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I know you can throw holy water on the vampire, but I didn't know you could throw the host." (Sheriff St. John)… — Laurell K. Hamilton Anita blake Copy Share Image
“God’s full name was Godofredo. He was actually Fredo’s nephew, which made me speculate that Fredo might be short for the same… — Laurell K. Hamilton Body weight Copy Share Image
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“Nice outfit,” he said. I knew I looked hot when Jeremy complimented my clothes. He always looked impeccable even in jeans and… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
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