I know that spot, Puck said, standing several feet back from the Iron knight. A woman with crazy long hair used to live on the top floor, but it's empty now.

Julie Kagawa

Julie Kagawa

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It tasted of twilight and mist, moonlight and frost, emptiness and longing.

I get up, get coffee, and go into my home office. I check email and Twitter before I start work, but I have to try not to get too distracted.

I'm trying to keep your safe!" Puck exploded, whirling on me. His eyes feverish, and I shrank back. "This isn't a game, Meghan! The shit is about to hit the fan, and you're right in the middle of it without knowing enough to duck!

This asshole had better open the door, Jackal growled, spinning his fire ax in a graceful arc as the horde came on. I didn't come all the way to Eden to be eaten at the damn gates. Some might call it ironic, but that just pisses me off.

I studied him a moment before slipping my arms around his waist. I guess you look human enough, I said casually, and he raised an eyebrow.

I was a huge bookworm as a kid, and you could usually find me reading something with a dragon on its cover.

She seemed pleasantly surprised that I'd read the homework assignment the night before, despite being somewhat distracted by the thoughts of gremlins lurking around my computer. Apparently satisfied that I could listen and stare out the window at the same time, Miss Singer finally left me alone, and I went back to brooding in peace.

Robin Goodfellow is a very old faerie. Not only that, he has ballads, poems, and stories written about him, so he is very near immortal, as long as humans remember them. Not to say he is immune to iron and technology-far from it. Puck is strong, but even he cannot resist the effects.

Oh, heads are going to roll for this. I'm going to set up a special lane and use their skulls for bowling balls.

We all have things we regret, things we wish we could change, but we can't dwell on them. That's part of being a vampire now—learning to move on.

The stubborn fool is walking now, and even challenged Robin to a sparring match this afternoon. I stopped them, of course, though Robin was only too happy to fight him, the idiot.

Comment number one - how much do you weigh to snap the bridge like that? I thought you Asians were supposed to be petite and dainty.

Crazy Ash just doesn't have the same ring as Don't-bother-me-or-I'll-kill-you Ash.

Though sometimes we'd end up debating whether or not not faery terms like Gwragedd Annwn and hobyahs were legal to use.