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River Marked - Patricia Briggs


Someday, someday I would be in the same room with Marsilia with a wooden stake in my hand, and, by Heaven, I would use it. If, of course, Marsilia were unconscious, and all of her vampires were unconscious, too. Otherwise I'd just be dead because Marsilia was a lot more dangerous than I was. Still, the thought of sinking a sharp piece of wood into her chest through her heart gave me great joy.


I love the caveats. But I'm with Mercy. I hate Marsilia.



"Your ability to survive anything that gets thrown at you sometimes leaves the rest of us swallowing ulcer medication for days afterwards. I don't like the taste of Maalox."


I can see Darryl's point!



"It's a new trend, Mercy," he said. "Right up your alley because it's supposed to be based on an Indian legend. The story is that if you catch a butterfly and whisper your wish to it, then let it go, that the butterfly will take your request to the Great Spirit. Since you released the butterfly, the Great Spirit will be inclined to view your request favorably."

"I am doomed," I told the pillow. "Doomed to butterflies and balloons."

"At least it isn't pigeons," observed Warren practically.


LMFAO! Poor Mercy. This wedding stuff is HILARIOUS.



"Pup," he said into the sudden silence, "today I'm giving you one of my treasures. You see that you take proper care of her."


Awww. *grins*


"She'll turn your life upside down."


Adam smiled..."She's been doing that this past ten years, sir." he said. "I don't imagine it will change anytime soon."