Coyote never loses. Because I change the rules of the games my enemies play. What are the rules of your game? Patricia Briggs More Quotes by Patricia Briggs More Quotes From Patricia Briggs New rules. If you are smart enough to live, you won’t hit Charles’s mate in front of his father. Patricia Briggs smart enough father 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 public-speaking lists talking You don’t have the courage of a half-bred mongrel. Patricia Briggs alpha-and-omega half Most of the pack would rather have Darryl mad at them than Auriele. Patricia Briggs packs mad I am not attempting to preserve culture, or record actual events or stories. Instead I bow my head in gratitude to those storytellers who have gone before and paved a way for me play in their stomping grounds. Doubtless those who want to be offended, will - allowing me to make them happy, too, which pleases me as much as it pleases them. Patricia Briggs please-me gratitude play I've been a storyteller all my life. When I was in high school, I used to amuse myself by driving through the woods at night and see how long it would be before I scared the pants off my friends - and if I could do it before I scared myself. Patricia Briggs night long school Don’t try threatening an Alpha. They don’t like it. Patricia Briggs alphas threatening trying 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 skins men lying If it looks like a hallway, feels like a hallway, and acts like a hallway—is it important to figure out that it isn’t a hallway? Patricia Briggs figures important looks Fortunately, he'd found that most people were easy to locate at five thirty in the morning. . Patricia Briggs easy morning people I would slay dragons for you,” he told her. “I suspect that finding an unoccupied bedroom will be easier. Patricia Briggs bedroom easier dragons Mmm, he rumbled into my ear. I thought that being married meant that I never go to bed hungry. Patricia Briggs married bed ears A second floor window opened, and Kyle stuck his head and shoulders out so he could look down at us. “If you two are finished playing Cowboy and Indian out there, some of us would like to get their beauty sleep.” I looked at Warren. “You heard ‘um Kemo Sabe. Me go to my little wigwam and get ‘um shut-eye.” “How come you always get to play the Indian?” whined Warren, deadpan. “Cause she’s the Indian, white boy,” said Kyle. Patricia Briggs eye sleep boys If she know how strongly he felt, she'd have run out the door. He wasn't used to the possessive, or the savage joy she brought to his heart. It ate at his control, so he turned his attention to the music. He understood music. Patricia Briggs heart running doors She open her eyes and met his. The impact was so strong he was amazed that his figures continued playing with out pause. Patricia Briggs impact eye strong Adam swore harshly. "New werewolves are dangerous, woman. Especially when they are cold and hungry." He looked at Mac, and his voice changed completely, the heat and anger gone, "Mercy, come here." I didn't look down to see what he'd noticed in Mac's face. I took a step, but Mac was wrapped around my left leg. I stopped before I fell. "Uhm. I'm a little stuck for the moment. Patricia Briggs voice gone looks A werewolf tossed me against a giant packing crate while I was trying to rescue a frightened young girl who'd been kidnapped by an evil witch and a drug lord. Patricia Briggs drug girl evil Stefan: "Indian with a dot, not a feather. Patricia Briggs feathers dots indian Such a small thing to cause so much trouble. Patricia Briggs small-things causes trouble His heart's occupied elsewhere," said Ben from behind me. "And even if it weren't he's not interested in your kind. But, I'm available and ready." "You don't have a heart," I told him.” Just a gaping hole where it should have been. " "All the more reason for you to give me yours. " I pounded my forehead against Warren 's back. "Tell me Ben's not flirting with me. " "Hey," said Ben sounding hurt. "I was talking cannibalism, not romance. Patricia Briggs flirting hurt heart