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In there?' She nodded. 'You want us to go into the tortoise?' Another nod. 'It's alive.' Another nod.

This is payback, isn't it? Jim glared at me. Don't be ridiculous, I told him. As the Consort of the Pack, I'm far above petty revenge.

Rumors said that if he got drunk enough, he sometimes got his jollies by stripping naked and scaring hikers out in the Broken into thinking he was Bigfoot.

This was heaven. Hey, baby, Hugh said. Heaven just got canceled.

Some men were handsome. Some were powerful. Curran was...dangerous.

Damn boudas. I tell him he's under siege and he goes to take a nap.

I was the badass Consort and he was the grim Pack's executioner. Hugging him in the hallways would be entirely inappropriate.

The good doctor put a spoon of tea into my honey. You're drinking tea a honey badger made, Jim said. What did you expect?

Is this my replacement?" What? "I didn't replace you!" "Of course not. I'm irreplaceable.

Every handsome man had a flaw. It was just her luck that in William's case that flaw was lunacy.

I rode out of the stables on top of an eight-foot-tall donkey that looked like she had robbed a Holstein cow and was now wearing the stolen clothes.

The dark scary servant of all evil was on his way to rescue me. Somehow that thought failed to make me warm and fuzzy.

Are you going to help me or just make fun of me? Can't I do both?

I'd give him a cup of coffee and a big helping of a knuckle sandwich. Generosity was a virtue and I was in the mood to be extremely virtuous.

Andrea raised her eyebrows. Look at you, all high-speed. Yeah, you'd think I was a detective or something. Andrea held her hand out. You'll jinx it.

Hail to the Beast Lord! I waved my spatula for emphasis. Jim spared me an ugly look and turned to Dali.

I had come here intending to declare a possible war and instead ended up planning a dinner date with my father at Applebee's.

He snarled. I showed him my teeth. A rolled-up newspaper landed on my head and then on Jim's. "None of that in my house!" Oh my gods. The alpha of Clan Cat just got smacked with a rolled-up newspaper.

You don't cause problems. An unpiloted vampire causes problems. You cause catastrophes.

Do you know the runes on your sword are nonsense?" "Yes, but they look mysterious.

Jim wasn't just a badass. He was a badass who wrote a book for badasses on how to be a badder badass.

Rose put down her fork. Lord Submarine... Camarine. Whatever.

Great, now I've turned into a manga character who repeated everything everyone said.

My future chef was an oversized, hysterical hedgehog with a martyr complex.