Will Harris
Will Harris
William Taylor Harrisis an American professional baseball pitcher for the Houston Astros of Major League Baseball. He previously played for the Arizona Diamondbacks and Colorado Rockies...
mother taught appreciated
JB’s mother had taught him early on that appreciated women are happy women.
writing television screens
I freely admit I know nothing about television or writing for the screen.
might eric-northman neighborhood
And since I’m going to be in the neighborhood, you thought I might do as an escort? To an orgy?
eye men profound
Not one man in a million would have allowed me the time without speaking. I opened my mind, let my gaurd down completely, relaxed. His silence washed over me. I stood, closed my eyes, breathed out the relief that was too profound for words.
feelings pool drowning
Once again, I had that feeling of drowning when I hadn’t even known I was in the pool
people culture youth
People are really interested in the concept of eternal youth in this plastic-surgery culture.
way killing lord
He picked some unwise words. Saying, “I’ll enjoy killing you for my lord”, is just not the way to make my acquaintance.
loss dust vampire
I so seldom had to dispose of a human body myself, I was at a loss. Fairies turned into dust, and vampires flaked away. Demons had to be burned. Humans were very troublesome.
thinking wish needs
I wish," I said. "I could save orgasms in a jar for when I need them, because I think I have a few extra.
tired people railroads
I realized that I was really tired of people popping on and off of my property like it was a train station on the supernatural railroad.
hitting fae world
What had set the fae world off? I`d never seen one. Now you couldn`t throw a trowel without hitting a fairy.
sea islands care
Most humans were on one big island, to the fairies, and that island was adrift on a sea called I Totally Don’t Care.
vampire clubs bondage
It wasn't often you ran into bondage/Elvis/whorehouse-themed vampire club
new-year coffee years
I had two cups of coffee, put Eric's jeans in the washer, read a romance for awhile, and studied my brand-new Word of the Day calendar, a Christmas gift from Arlene. My first word of the New Year was 'exsanguinate.' This was probably not a good omen.