Quote by Patricia Briggs Download Open image ““Thank you for tearing Tim into small Tim bits.”” — Patricia Briggs ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.7 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Ladies and gentleman, Tim said. May I present to you, our son, Jason Grant!” — Jay Bell Copy Share Image
“Well, I am glad you boys didn't try to use my saws, or we would really have a mess," Big Tim teased.” — Gretchen Preston Copy Share Image
“Why not? It's true. I don't even laugh for anyone but you." She hesitated, for that one. Did he really mean that? Surely not.… — Charlotte Stein Copy Share Image
“I pointed, still unable to utter a word. Tim looked down at the spectacle behind the shed, his face swiftly draining of color. He… — Rosie Genova Copy Share Image
“You’re so careful with me, Bevin murmured, awed. That’s because you’re so precious to me, Tim replied” — Savannah J. Frierson Copy Share Image
“the southern edge of town. Tim was a liver-colored bird dog, the pet of Maycomb. “What’s he doing?” “I don’t know, Scout. We better… — Harper Lee Copy Share Image
“Tim seemed as surprised at the baby’s gender as his brother had been. “I was shocked when I heard!” he said, looking at me… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Genna: “My straw has a hole in it!” Tim: *gives her a Really? look* Genna: “One that it’s not meant to have!” — Timmothy Radman Copy Share Image
“His favorite saying was, 'Interdum feror cupidine partium magnarum europe vincendarum." "'Sometimes I have the urge to conquer large parts of Europe'?" Boyd said,… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I break things, a lot of things, but I don’t want one of them to be you.” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
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
“want to. Adam wasn’t angry. He wouldn’t hurt me. I let him pull the power of his pack over me like a warm” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I promise I won't spank you," he told me, his voice rough and low as he added, "not unless you ask me to." I… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I paused to pat the truck’s hood gently in apology when someone put his hand on my shoulder. I grabbed the hand and rotated… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
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
