We are eternal, but we can be slain, if only you discover how.

Sometimes there are chapters in our lives we don’t want others to read.

Sharp teeth flashed between his lips when he spoke. He was a real teddy bear, but he looked scary as hell, and he was meant to deter Zohak from sending fiends through the front door. Elise paused. “Go home, Ed.

Nothing charms a woman less than taking her for a ride in a car held together with duct tape and wishes.

Rylie’s mind whirled with the mental calculations. It had been over a week since they were separated. How many minutes was that? How many hours? How many years? It didn’t matter, in the end. She opened her arms wide and her kids stepped forward to embrace her. She didn’t care that they were so tall and lanky. It felt right to hold them again. They smelled like family, like pack, and she never wanted to let them go. Rylie’s children had come home.

If hopes were unicorns, we’d be galloping across a magical fairytale land of roses.

Never apologize for your curves. They’re a woman’s deadliest natural weapon.

There were few tools of persuasion more powerful than awkward silence.

There’s beauty in the spontaneity of chaos. Too few people appreciate it.

When she released him, James looked stunned. “Still?” She suppressed a swell of sadness. “Always.