Rachel Caine
Rachel Caine
Rachel Caine is a pen name of Roxanne Longstreet Conrad, an American writer of science fiction, fantasy, mystery, suspense, and horror novels. She also publishes media tie-in novels as Julie Fortune...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth27 April 1962
CountryUnited States of America
boys hands brain
Glad it was you and not me," Shane said, and offered Myrin a hand up. "Any brain damage?" "Since the bullet actually passed through his brain, then yes, idiot boy, there's certainly brain damage," Oliver said. "It will pass. His brain's the least fragile thing about him." "You say the nicest things," Myrin said. He was slurring his words, and he threw an arm around Oliver's neck. "Marry me.
lonely together
We can be lonely together
focus fool murder
Myrnin:I could murder a cheeseburger right now Oliver:focus ya fool
floating insult shane
claire:shes floating whats wrong with that shane:Nothing but she didnt even insult me now thats just wrong.it desturbs me.
flames fire skins
I stopped in the full force of a patch of sunlight in the lobby window and let my skin soak up the energy. I hadn’t realized I needed it until it reached inside and stilled me in a way that only David’s touch had been able to achieve. “Why does that feel so good?” I asked. “And don’t tell me it’s because we’ve been shut in a room for days.” “Like calls to like,” he said. “You’re made of fire now.” “So I’m going to feel like this every time I pass an open flame? Great. Firegasm.
jesus mistake voice
Paul?” I said. My voice shook a little. “It’s Jo.” Silence. I couldn’t tell what was happening on the other end. Then, very quietly, “Jesus.” “No, just Joanne, although I can see how you might make the mistake, coming back from the dead and all.
letting-go tired sleep
shane:do we have a choice michael:dont think so shane:then screw im gitting tired lets go get eaten.at least then i can get some sleep
arrogance superiors ifs
Is it arrogance if one is truly superior?
boys bite-me bites
EVE:bite me chillie boy
hands house looks
He let Shane drop back down in his chair, and walked out, back stiff. Furious. Shane sat with his hands clutching at the armrests. He exchanged a stunned look with Eve, and they both stood up at once. "No," Shane said. "I did it. Let me fix it." He went off after Michael. Eve chewed her lip and said, "Well, we're either going to see half the house destroyed, or their bromance is going to go all the way.
cake said delicious
What did I do?" he said. "Cake! It's cake! Delicious cake!
nails never-forget excellent
I never forget,” Myrnin said in a choked whisper. “Certainly not with your nails in my throat. They’re quite an excellent mnemonic device.
boys winning pay
CLAIRE:your washing right? shane:i'll pay you for it. claire:what? shane:best high score wins claire:no bet 'wash, dish boy
war thinking world
shane: so is world war fifteen over out there? claire:i think so