“One of the oddest things about being grown-up was looking back at something you thought you knew and finding out the truth… — Patricia Briggs Finding out the truth Copy Share Image
“I know that, too,” he said, his voice tender. “You should know that you can’t hide things from me.” “Good,” I said,… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Your ability to survive anything that gets thrown at you sometimes leaves the rest of us swallowing ulcer medication for days afterward.… — Patricia Briggs Humor Copy Share Image
“Might not be able to save you, old son," Adam said, lying back again and closing his eyes. "But I can buy… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
For the traditional fantasies, a lot more of my research comes from reading rather than doing. I like my worlds to feel… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
I knew he would never leave me, never let me down-because the man had never abandoned anything in his long life. If… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
I think that I can count on the fingers of one hand the times you've actually said the word ‘women' and not… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Of course, if Charles found out his father was out here, too, the damn fool would probably head right back into the… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Charles had tried to open the pond and called up for wolf to defeat the black magic and hadn't been able to.… — Patricia Briggs Black magic Copy Share Image
I think I’ll just go take a shower,” I said. It wasn’t until Samuel stiffened that I remembered I’d just come out… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
There are big bad wolves all over the world who tremble at the sound of his name, yet a little puny coyote… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Tis the gift to be gentle, ’tis the gift to be fair, ’Tis the gift to wake and breathe the morning air,… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Charles preferred his deer to taste like meat and his pancakes to look like pancakes. Brother Wolf thought he was too picky.… — Patricia Briggs Brother Copy Share Image
Don’t fuss. I love you just as you are, Mercy. I don’t need to swallow you whole, I don’t need to be… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
She was on the far side, leaving two cold feet of mattress between them. He knew that she'd fall asleep like that...… — Patricia Briggs Cold Copy Share Image
“Mercy?” His voice was very calm, that “people are going to die” calm only he could do. As soon as he started… — Patricia Briggs Compassion Copy Share Image
When is the last time you were a tourist?” she asked archly. He just looked at her. Charles, she had to agree,… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
You should be home sleeping. What is the use of having a man in the house, if he cannot take care of… — Patricia Briggs Care Copy Share Image
My mother was a children's librarian. I remember when traditional stories were revised for modern audiences until they bore only a nodding… — Patricia Briggs Acquaintance 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… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I sat down in the middle. “So,” I said to Darryl, “do you think Korra is going to be as good an… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Apparently deciding Charles’s brief introduction wasn’t good enough, his brother reintroduced himself. “Dr. Samuel Cornick, elder brother and tormentor. Very nice to… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Bran was the only person I knew who could use words like "blackguard" and make them sound like swear words-but then he… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Alpha of the Vltava Pack. Been around since the Middle fucking Ages. Apparently a baker-of all the sodding things for a fearsome… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
She understood his passion because she felt the same way: as if nothing was more important than the touch of her skin… — Patricia Briggs Heart Copy Share Image
“Then Walter died as he lived, he told his mate. A hero, a soldier, and a survivor who chose to protect what… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Honor, duty, and love. He would not sacrifice Anna for his father and all the other werewolves in existence. Given a choice,… — Patricia Briggs Life Copy Share Image
