My characters surprise me constantly. My characters are like my friends - I can give them advice, but they don't have to take it. If your characters are real, then they surprise you, just like real people
There was a time when you would have taken my heart with stake or gun. Now you have taken it with these delicate hands and the scent of your body." - Jean-Claude
He ordered food with a childlike glee and watched me eat, tasting it as I did. In private he'd roll on his back like a cat, hands pressed to his mouth as if trying to drain every taste. It was the only thing he did that was cute. He was gorgeous, sensual, but rarely cute. - Anita Blake about Jean-Claude
Nothing is certain, ma petite, not even death." - Jean-Claude
If I wasn't dead already, I'd said I was having a heart attack.
Oui , but if all the men in your life are happy, you are happier, and it makes my life easier." - Jean-Claude
In chains and darkness, wherefore should I stay, And mourn in prison, while I keep the key.
How do you introduce boyfriend C to boyfriend A after boyfriend A has been such a good sport, of late, about boyfriend B, who is no longer in the picture?
That was the problem with loving people: it made you weak. It made you need them. It made the thought of not having them the worst thing in the world.
I should not have to flirt with someone while I'm trying to threaten someone else with a gun; it was too hard to do both.
Everyone spends their lives trying to balance their world between good and evil.
she was just that shiver that makes you walk faster at night. You don't know why you do it, but some part of you remembers that the dark is never really empty. ~Anita
I wasn't crying, my eyes were running. My eyes were running because there were pieces of zombies all over my toys. Jesus.
I spent the next fifteen minutes convincing a crying werewolf that I wasn’t going to hurt her. My life was getting too strange, even for me.
If you’re alive, don’t move, if you’re dead, don’t worry about it.
Richard was a riddle with no answer, and I was tired of playing a game I couldn't win.
When God ignores you, the devil starts looking good.
You're up to something," I said. He turned, eyes wide, long fingers pressed to his heart. "Moi?" "Yeah, you.
He laughed, and it raised goose-bumps on my arms. "Oh,ma petite ,ma petite , you are precious." Just what I wanted to hear. "So how are you getting here?" "My private jet." Of course, he had a private jet. "When can you be here?" "I will be there as soon as I can, my impatient flower." "I prefer ma petite to flower.
some choices you make with your heart some with your head but when in doubt choose head over heart.... it will keep you alive. -merry gentry
So many of us had been armed that there were holsters and weapons scattered among the passed-out bodies like mercenary prizes in a fleshy Cracker Jack box.
It feels like we're in a Harry Potter book talking about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
Some people just don't seem to understand the concept of fiction. It is fiction; it ain't true, folks
Never argue with your characters; they know themselves better than you do
If people would write exactly what I wanted to read I wouldn't feel so compelled to write myself
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