Dust settles in the corners of their eyes and the branches of their lungs, white staining their vision, breaths heavy with sand. The emptiness can be beautiful, can serve as a metaphor for their organs or their personal horizons, lets them blot out the sun with the curve of a thumb and wonder if that's all it really takes. They are warriors, but ( Read more... )

There is something… different about Sookie Stackhouse, though he can't quite put his finger on it. He can see the fire in her, burning underneath her skin, lighting up her insides with anger and compassion and pride alike. It is curious. In all the years that have been swept up in his wake, steadying his hands and his mind and his indifference, ( Read more... )

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There is something lurking in the heart of Dr. Jackman; a shadow swirling inside him, waiting, waiting, waiting for the moment it can be free. Maybe there's a potion. Maybe there's just a girl. But somehow blood and lust and violence and glee surge up and overtake his soul, and suddenly the good Doctor's conscience blackens and chars; becomes ( Read more... )

Blood; sometimes it sets his teeth on edge. Other times it helps him control the chaos. Because inside Dexter Morgan lurks a hunger for destruction-- for the cold steel of his knives and the lush rip they make against human flesh, for body parts tightly wrapped in saran wrap, lowered into the Gulf in hefty bags never to be seen again. Say what you ( Read more... )

Time does not falter and it does not forget; and their tale, truly, is a tragedy-- in two parts. Once, they were together, and traveling held such wonders for her; though she was the only wonder for him. A war nipped at their heels even as they spun through their fantastic life, and finally, eventually, they were drawn to its center, unable to ( Read more... )

The first part of one of the most windswept romances to ever grace the universe -- the stunning tale of two time travelers, each the perfect compliment to the other. When their eyes align, time itself seems to still; they are hopelessly caught up in one another and they spin, carelessly, across the stars -- a pairing they would never hope to part ( Read more... )

The world of Sookie Stackhouse is impossible. It is a world of vampires, shape-shifters, fairy godmothers and werewolves, and our blonde telepathic barmaid is stuck right in the middle of it all. Not to mention the fact that she's apparently something more than human, she has a blood bond with a stunning, thousand-year-old Viking vampire who just ( Read more... )

Belle de Jour's voice is like a string of colored beads, like steps to the sea, and London -- well, London is her city. Cool air and cooler hearts mingle under a glowing skyline, glass buildings reflecting the streetlamps like manmade constellations, and it's behind these depthless gleaming panes where she does her finest work. And though certain ( Read more... )

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