It doesn’t bother you that your canine brethren are being paraded around show rings like slaves?” “My canine brethren?” I said. “I don’thave any canine brethren. ” “How can you say that! You’re a werewolf. ” “That’s right. I’m a werewolf, not a poodle. What makes you think I have any kinship with dogs?
. . . what was the good of being a movie werewolf? You howled at the moon; you couldn't remember what you did, and then somebody shot you.
Fall down again, Bella?' No, Emmett, I punched a werewolf in the face.
. . . We're werewolves. We don't get to judge 'crazy.
I wanted to be an author as far back as I can remember, mixed with occasional bouts of wanting to be a werewolf when I grew up. But mostly, when I daydreamed, it was about being an author.
I wouldn't tell anyone to study werewolves - I studied wolves, how they moved, their tendencies and sensibilities.
Now, con said grimly, "I go to kill a werewolf and claim my woman. " ~Con
Taking out werewolves, I gather and surmise, is akin to taking out a SEAL team.
I don't know why one author writes westerns while another writes detective novels. You don't know why. You go where the intensity is. I feel most comfortable writing about monsters. It's possible that I feel like a monster myself. Or maybe it's because we all have a monster inside of us, a vampire, a ghost, a witch or a werewolf. You do it because it works and it feels really right and authentic.
You can't kill rock and roll without a silver bullet because she's a werewolf.
I have often thought that with any luck at all I could have been born a werewolf, because the two middle fingers on both my hands are the same length, but I have had to be content with what I had.
There's enough sedative in these darts to bring down a werewolf, which is exactly what we're hunting. Why would we want to bring down an elephant if we're not hunting elephants?
Hey, Cormac. You ever have to deal with a PMSing werewolf?
Never moon a werewolf.
So when the moon's only partly full, you only feel a little wolfy?" "You could say that. " "Well, you can go ahead and hang your head out the car window if you feel like it. " "I'm a werewolf, not a golden retriever.
After I chased the werewolf and the vampire out of my office, I changed my clothes.
The Gamma paused. “You have a crazed werewolf in your wine cellar?” “You can think of a better place to stash him?” “What about the wine?
Magnus called me and asked me to come and see you. He tried to reach you, but he couldn’t. He wants you to put him in touch with the Praetor Lupus. ” “Put him in touch with…” Jordan shook his head. “You can’t just call the Praetor. It’s not like 1-800-WEREWOLF.
What is it with you and the Wizard of Oz references? Zombies and werewolves and vamps, oh my. Zombies and werewolves and. . .
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.
