Money Can’t Buy Happiness but It Beats the Hell out of Poverty.
How to Be a BadAss - A Survival Guide for WomenI said, you're the beat of my heart, the breath in my body, the light in my soul.
Indulgence in DeathIt's the rhythm of my heart, Eve. Listen carefully. It's beating like this because of you.
Rhythm of My HeartMy heart beats for you and the most precious and beautifully fated life we share together.
Releasing MeHeart condition? That’s rich. I guess you can call a heart not beating a condition.-PJ
Living Dead GirlThe rabbis paled. I’d managed to terrify holy men. Maybe I could beat up a nun for an encore.
Magic Bleeds