Dec 11, 1965 - Present
is a bestselling US writer. Under her former married name, she wrote both urban fantasy and paranormal romance
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Ren frowned as he surveyed the madness they were knee-deep in. 'Why are you under such heavy fire?Ђќ Nick gave him a droll stare. 'Oh, I don't know. But we're really enjoying it. Fear has such a wonderfully romantic scent to it that they ought to turn it into cologne and deodorant. Eau de Ew. Let's all just take a minute, and bask in it.
Imora thea mi savur,\' Ash whispered under his breath in Atlantean. God save me from love.
Our blood don't run. Sometimes we want to. Sometimes we ought to. But we don't ever run from anyone or anything.
Ash: I know better than to interfere with the natural order, but I couldn't let you die. I didn't want to watch you suffer. Tory: Why would you do that? He led her hand to his face so that she was touching his cheek as he stared at her. His eyes and the pain in them burned her soul deep. Ash: Because I don't feel broken when you look at me.
He struggled to breathe through the agony in his chest. The Fates were still mocking him. It must be a boring day for them up on Olympus.
Life isn't a puzzle to be solved. It's an adventure to be savored.
Life's not about security. It's about picking up the pieces after it's all over and carrying on. We can choose to be cowards who fear letting someone inside us, and do that alone. Or we can choose to be brave and let someone stand by our side and help us.
When they know what makes you cry, they know what hurts you most. Don't give your enemies that.
His scowl returned. \'Why, if they're supposed to be Greek, are all of them speaking with an English accent?\' She laughed. \'Didn't you know that British is, like, the universal 'foreign' language in Hollywood? They use it in any movie where they want to have a foreign feel to it, regardless of where it's set
He was through playing games. When it came to Soteria, he had no sense of humor whatsoever. Anyone who threatened her, ended their life. It was that simple.
Acheron. When it absolutely, positively must be destroyed overnight.
She would try picturing him in his underwear, but that was even more disturbing since all it did was make her hot and even more nervous He had to be the only man alive who could pull off intimidating in his tighty-whities. God, what if all that massive hotness was commando?
I refuse to believe this was my fate. I was not meant to be this. I was never meant to be...\' The pain in his eyes tore through her. \'This can't be all I was born for.
But sooner or later, no matter who you are, life uses everyone as its whipping boy.
I should have thought of this years ago. But that was the problem with being sane. Sane people played by the rules. They looked for rational explanations and solutions in an insane universe.
Is there something I can help with?Ђќ 'No,Ђќ Kat said petulantly. 'You're a man and I hate all of you right now.Ђќ He took two steps back. 'Fair enough. Since my presence is obviously causing you pain, I'll take my manhood outside to the terrace, where you can join me if you can overlook my obvious birth defect.
You'd be amazed at the pain and tears a single smile hides.
Most men die many times in their lives. The man we become invariably slaughters the child we once were. His knowledge of the world murders the babe's innocence. from Time Untime by Sherrilyn Kenyon
But life isn't about learning to forgive those who have hurt you or forgetting your past. It's about learning to forgive yourself for being human and making mistakes.
We can't change what we've done, but we can always change what we're going to do.
Life is messy, Ren. It's not easy and it's definitely not for the timid. Everyone has a past.
Success is when persistence meets preparation.
The personality is defined by its inconsistencies, not its consistencies. It's what makes us unique and who we are.
Vane passed the mashed potatoes across Bride to Fury, who stared at them with a fierce frown \'What are these?\' he asked. \'Potatoes,\' Vane told him. \'What did they do to them?
I found my happy place the minute I saw you
He was surrounded and they were hungry for what few brain cells he had left. But you know what? He wasn't about to give in or give up. If he was going out, it would be the way he had come into this world. Fighting for every single breath.
You are not human,Ђќ the demon announced. 'You have no soul.Ђќ 'Thank you for the obvious. Did you know you have horns on your head?
His guilt is why Acheron went out of his way to make sure that all of you had servants and pay for your work. The Dark-Hunters owe that man everything, and I do mean everything. He pays in blood every time one of you wants to go free, and he suffers every day so that you can all live your cushy little lives of wealth and privilege.Ђќ 'And I have to say that every time one of your turns on him, it seriously pisses me off. Acheron asks nothing from any of you and that's exactly what he receives.
I'm not an easy lay, AlexionЂќ He actually smiled a real smile at her. It was charming and unexpected. \'I am.