Quote by Patricia Briggs Download Open image ““Lugh’s walking stick ate the Gray Lord’s spell, and in doing so, it died. To save me.”” — Patricia Briggs ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.8 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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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
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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
