“Women like to make up rules to befuddle you...it's part of living in their world. Get used to it.” — Lindsay Buroker Art of living Copy Share Image
“You must learn to love death’s ink-black shadow as much as you love the light of dawn.” — Lindsay Buroker Death Copy Share Image
“Do you think I’ve got a shot at making it, ma’am?” Rysha asked. “Into the elite troops. Or am I… not close… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Amaranthe cleared her throat. “Enough girl talk. There are enemy cabins full of dastardly old ladiesthat we must infiltrate.” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“transferred their cargo to a steam carriage.” “If they did, they might have left evidence behind, or someone might have seen them,” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Tolemek opened a glass vial with a glass stopper and used a slender brush to smear dark goop onto the hinges.” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“She decided to forgo her ambitions of creating a cohesive unit. An occasionally functional one with tendencies towards violence seemed more within… — Lindsay Buroker Motivation Copy Share Image
“Is there a reason we’re taking the alley?” he asked. “The air is a tad ripe out here.” “Unfriendly eyes out front.”… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“A hint of annoyance hardened Sicarius’s dark eyes, and Books imagined him thinking, I can’t leave for five minutes without you getting… — Lindsay Buroker Annoyance Copy Share Image
“A soft knock sounded. Amaranthe feared Sicarius had come to collect her for another round of training, but he didn't usually bother… — Lindsay Buroker Fitness Copy Share Image
“You know...” Amaranthe dumped her dust pile outside and returned to face him. “It’s hard for me to maintain my vigor and… — Lindsay Buroker Disapproval Copy Share Image
“Colonel Ridge Zirkander had walked the hall to General Ort’s office so many times he suspected his boots were responsible for the… — Lindsay Buroker Peace Copy Share Image
“Colonel Ridge Zirkander isn’t the model of military professionalism—he has a tendency to say exactly what’s on his mind, and his record… — Lindsay Buroker Fighter pilot Copy Share Image
“Amaranthe decided not to explain that it hadn't been a guess, that Sicarius reserved his ultra icy glare for those who threatened… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“What are you doing?” Sicarius’s voice floated from his tree perch. “The usual night-watch activities.” She tried to keep her tone light.… — Lindsay Buroker Trees Copy Share Image
“No, no.” Amaranthe lifted a hand. “You needn’t let me know you think my idea has promise. It’s been nearly three months… — Lindsay Buroker Confidence Copy Share Image
“Oh, they’ll be punished.” Amaranthe smiled and pointed at the heretofore silent Sicarius. “Pa here, he’s the farm dis-ci-pli-nar-i-an. He was a… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Well?” she asked. “Well, what?” “You’re not going to answer?” “You didn’t ask a question.” “I did too.” “A question is denoted… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Oh, religion and talk of differences in morality, all of that us-versus-them stuff, is what gets the common man behind the war… — Lindsay Buroker Common man Copy Share Image
“Asking isn't what I had in mind,” Sicarius said. “Yes, I can see that.” Amaranthe planted a hand on his chest, fingers… — Lindsay Buroker Assassins Copy Share Image
“Sicarius,” Amaranthe said quietly. He bent low, eyes toward her face. With the men laughing and talking up front, and the lorry… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Trust me, I never underestimate my charm or any of my other magnificent attributes. They work great on women. Alas, men tend… — Lindsay Buroker Humor Copy Share Image
“A pale blob appeared on the other side of the glass. Evrial yelped and jumped backward faster than a dog bit by… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“I don't know why you'd want to kill Maldynado, when it's clear you'd make fabulous hat-shopping buddies.” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“She abruptly understood why ranchers usually rode horses or thrust bikes to herd their charges. After shaking off her sandaled foot” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Sardelle Terushan wakes from three hundred years in a mage stasis shelter, only to realize that she is the last of the… — Lindsay Buroker Stasis Copy Share Image
“Heal her.” Sicarius forced Akstyr to his knees at Amaranthe’s side. Sicarius did not say “or else.” He did not have to.… — Lindsay Buroker Fear of death Copy Share Image
“I reckon if you care for someone and you can't have their love, you can either be a spiteful bastard about it… — Lindsay Buroker Happiness Copy Share Image
“My husband,” Amaranthe said. “Really! I would have guessed bodyguard.” Yes, even without visible weapons, he had that aura.” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Basilard, can you cover our trail?” Basilard rubbed his head dubiously. Maldynado, Books, and Akstyr leave trail like marching army.” — Lindsay Buroker Books Copy Share Image
“You said nothing to me of the newspaper clippings.” “No, because you were displaying…snippiness yesterday.” “Snippiness?” he asked. “It’s a word.” “I… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“his movements had a frantic edge to them. He must have felt challenged—if not overwhelmed—as he struggled to attack and defend at… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Why, Sicarius, is it possible you have a playful side beneath your razor-edged knives, severe black clothing and humourless glares?” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“There’s nothing wrong with my medical skills.” Ridge groped his way over to Apex. “Aren’t you the one who offered to staple… — Lindsay Buroker Ridge Copy Share Image
“One who has a personality that grates like glass paper should probably choose footwear sufficient for fleeing from irritated people.” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Many people make devices that can be used for good or evil. You cannot blame the blacksmith when the swords he crafts… — Lindsay Buroker Swords Copy Share Image
“My father used to say some families are made by shared blood and some families are made by spilled blood” — Lindsay Buroker Family Copy Share Image
“An explanation.” Sicarius regarded her intently. “Clarify the situation with the emperor. I could not understand the incoherent jumble you spit out… — Lindsay Buroker Clarify Copy Share Image
“Sitting in the shadows, with a killer, in an empty building, gazing at the corpse of another killer. When had her life… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
