“That’s fucking foreplay to him”
“Yeah, well, that’s fucking foreplay to him,” she sneered. “I broke his third and fourth ribs when we were young and he’s had a cockstand over it for the past decade.” … More“That’s fucking foreplay to him”
Category: Excerpts
“I appreciate the thought, but the human mind is not a flash drive.”
Vikram was waiting for him when Delaware arrived at his private lounge. He stood before the picture wall, hands linked behind his back as though examining an art exhibit. Delaware observed him for a moment, then moved into the room. “I apologize,” he said, keeping
More“I appreciate the thought, but the human mind is not a flash drive.”
“Maybe I really am going insane.”
“Go to sleep.” “I am asleep.” “You are not,” Edward murmured, opening his eyes to look at his companion. Even in the dark, he could feel Vikram’s wakefulness, something that had intensified once they’d taken custody of the ship. He understood — there was something
“Lonely, are you? I’m sure you could devil up some charming bloke from that mental vault of yours, make him a real boy for a night.”
“Lonely, are you? I’m sure you could devil up some charming bloke from that mental vault of yours, make him a real boy for a night.”
“Labels aren’t really important to me.”
Book II – Prologue: “Love in the Time of Drone Strikes” “God help thee, old man, thy thoughts have created a creature in thee; and he whose intense thinking makes him a Prometheus; a vulture feeds upon that heart forever; the vulture the very creature
“You don’t have to be gentle. It’s not my first time.”
Sergei held out his arms to either side and smiled at the security guard. “You don’t have to be gentle. It’s not my first time.” The bouncer, doughy but hardly formidable, bit down hard on his lip as he bent to his task. Sergei remained
“You like risk, don’t you, Lukretsiya.”
Keep his head turned. Monitor his actions and his plans. Influence them to our advantage, and weaken his army’s effectiveness. He doesn’t care about his own casualties, so suggest engagements likely to thin his numbers. You’ll know when to strike the final blow. It was
“Your little brother believed in honour too, until I gutted him like Christmas dinner.”
Rachel fought against the cramping in her ankles by alternately removing the pressure from them and letting it pull at her elevated wrists instead. She was furious with herself for not trying harder to keep Sergei’s attention on her, furious with him for leaving her
More“Your little brother believed in honour too, until I gutted him like Christmas dinner.”
“Bring him to my arena and let him do his worst.”
She didn’t look like much from across the room. The Priory was not one of Renoir Karzai’s better establishments, but it was extremely secure, and the patrons who paid heavily to drink in peace were always easy to clear out. It had once been a
“Ossifrage”
Book I – Prologue “Oh!” said the Nightingale. ”Do not do anything so barbarous and so unbecoming as to kill me. Remember, I never did anything wrong — and I would be only a mouthful for one such as you. Why do you not attack