Patricia Briggs (born 1965) is an American writer of fantasy since 1993, and author of the Mercy Thompson urban fantasy series.
Do they always flirt with biblical quotes?" Asil asked Tad. In long-suffering tones, Tad said, "They can flirt with the periodic table or a restaurant menu. We've learned to live with it. Get a room you guys. "
You can't cage an eagle for long without destroying it.
A man says a lot of things in summer he doesn't mean in winter.
All life is rife with possibilities. Seeds have possibilities, but all their tomorrows are caught by the patterning of their life cycle. Animals have possibilities that are greater than that of a fir tree or a blade of grass. Still, though, for most animals, the pattern of instinct, the patterns of their lives, are very strong. Humanity has a far greater range of possibilities, especially the very young. Who will children grow up to be? Who will they marry, what will they believe, what will they create? Creation is a very powerful seed of possibility.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Stuff that. I'll write a doctoral thesis. Then I can go do what most of the other people with doctoral degrees in anthropology do. " "What's that?" asked Calvin. "You don't need to encourage her," said Adam seriously, but his eyes laughed at me. "The same thing that people with degrees in history do," I said. "Fix cars or serve frnech fries and bad hamburgers.
Vampire politics make the very complicated dance of manners that is werewolf protocol look like the Hokey Pokey.
Honey,. . . When a wolf watches a lamb, he's not thinking about the lamb's mommy.
And thus Charles found himself wandering around a hotel, trailing federal agents as he held a cardboard coffee cup holder in each hand, instead of out killing misbehaving werewolves.
No-pocket jeans are only slightly less irritating than thong underwear.
Nothing says you're sorry like a dead bunny.
That is the freakiest thing that ever happened to me. ” I nodded toward the mess. “And if you knew my life, you’d realize just how freaky that is.
She crawled on top of him, naked and warm and soft, smelling like a miracle that had saved him from a lifetime of aloneness.
Don’t lick the guests, darling. Bad manners.
One of the oddest things about being grown-up was looking back at something you thought you knew and finding out the truth of it was completely different from what you had always believed. (Bone Crossed)
Where does a werewolf sleep? Anywhere he wants to.
Pack is for comfort when you hurt, I thought, putting my head back down. And for the first time in a long time, maybe the first time ever, I appreciated being a part of one.
Mercy?” “Just a minute,” I told Adam. “I'm in the middle of a revelation.
Knowing someone desires you is the greatest aphrodisiac
Mmm, he rumbled into my ear. I thought that being married meant that I never go to bed hungry.
I can't protect you from knowledge.