Dragons didn’t fool around when it came to protecting things that they acquired—be it gold, gems, or a monster’s body parts.
So the owner of a monster head wants to meet on a path named Nut,” I said. “That’s appropriate.
The second time, I had a freakin’ vampire at my back.” I froze. Oh shit. “No offense, Mr. Moreau,” I quickly added. “None taken, Agent Fraser. During the course of my lengthy life, I have been called many things, but ‘freakin’’ has ne...
Whoever said ignorance is bliss must have died a horrible death with a really surprised look on his face.
You wearing a thigh sheath?” “Now what would be the sense of wearing just one? I have two thighs.
I just had his hand in a vise,” I protested indignantly. “It wasn’t like I had a dagger in his ribs. ‘Hand in a vise’ is simple assault or, in my case, self-defense. ‘Dagger in the ribs’ is attempted murder. My family did teach me the d...
Mychael said the rock’s not affecting you, and from what I’m seeing I’m inclined to agree.” “I beg to differ.” “Feeling evil?” Justinius asked. “No.” “Having an urge to overthrow governments, kill thousands?” “No and no.” ...
Vegard and Riston's job today was to guard and protect me. And considering that I was in a tower room in the Guardians' citadel, it looked like a pretty plum assignment. I mean, how much trouble could a girl get into under heavy guard in a tower room...
I wouldn't be comfortable, but at least I'd have marginal protection against pointy steel objects that went stab in the night.
I decide that we could always indulge ourselves later. First, I had a soul-eating stone of power to poke with a stick.
Mychael Eiliesor. Guardian paladin, sacred protector, master spellsinger, fashion consultant.
