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A man who will risk nothing for love is not a man
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Patricia Briggs
Age: 59
Born: 1965
Born: February 28
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There is something incredibly arousing about being wanted. I pulled my hand back and sucked in a deep breath. “Adam,” I said.
Patricia Briggs
During my last year of college I wrote the same ten pages over and over again. Those ten pages became the first few pages of my first novel. I can still recite the opening paragraph from memory - only now I cringe when I do it because they are - surprise! - a classic example of overwriting, in addition to being a more than a little pretentious.
Patricia Briggs
My will broke at the sound of his voice, and my head turned with as much inevitability as a sunflower turning its face to the sun.
Patricia Briggs
For the traditional fantasies, a lot more of my research comes from reading rather than doing. I like my worlds to feel real, so I do a lot of world building research.
Patricia Briggs
Not that I'd really been planning on keeping the attack secret it had just been an option I'd wanted to keep open if I could.
Patricia Briggs
To make great art, you had to expose your soul, and some things should be left safely in the dark.
Patricia Briggs
I'm not threatening to kill myself. But you need to know this about me because—if you want to be my mate—I won't be like Leo. I won't let you sleep around with anyone else. I won't be forced either. I've had enough. If that makes me a dog in the manger, so be it. But if I am yours, then you damned well are going to be mine. - Anna to Charles
Patricia Briggs
That’s a pretty lame superhero name,” I told him. “Scooby-Doo is already taken,” he said with dignity. “Anything else sounds lame in comparison.
Patricia Briggs
Never accept the blame for what evil people do. We are all responsible for our own actions. She was lecturing him, so she stopped. Sorry. Hang around with Bran too long, and see if you don’t start passing around the Marrok’s advice as if he were Confucius.
Patricia Briggs
It is the way of mortals. They fling themselves at life and emerge broken.
Patricia Briggs
Yes, well, said his da with a hint of a grow that told him just how worried Bran had been about him, that'll teach you to dodge a bit quicker next time. Sorry, he apologized meekly as he sat in the passenger seat. Good, said Bran, shutting the door gently. Don't let it happen again. -Bran and Charles
Patricia Briggs
It is hard to accept being different, hard to have people avoid looking at you, and still believe in yourself.
Patricia Briggs
When we got to the moron who was sitting in the only path to the stairway, Adam caught my waist and lifted me over before stepping over the man himself. “Scott?” Adam said as we headed upstairs. “Yeah?” “Unless someone shoots you, skins you, and throws the results on the floor, I don’t want to see you lying in the walkway again.” “Yessir!
Patricia Briggs
Over the years, she'd learned not to question him to closely—mostly because he wouldn't answer her.
Patricia Briggs
Mercy, he said,in a fair fight between near equals, I'll back you every time. It's the demons, vampires, and river devils I worry about, and I'm working on that.
Patricia Briggs
The conflict between the creatures of Native Lore and the immigration of the European preternatural hosts is hinted at in 'Blood Bound' and reflects the conflicts between the human immigrants and the Indian people who were already here.
Patricia Briggs
His grandfather had often told him that he tried too hard to move trees when a wiser man would walk around them.
Patricia Briggs
I didn't like anyone except me having their hands all over him. There had been possession in Wolf's touch, and Adam belonged to me.
Patricia Briggs
Don’t lick the guests, darling. Bad manners.
Patricia Briggs
Charles was most comfortable by himself or, if that wasn't possible, with his pack in the wild. Talking for hours in a crowded auditorium was not on any list of things he enjoyed—or things he was good at. At least no one had died. Yet.
Patricia Briggs