I thought it'd be easy.
It'd make my life easier.
If Darian lost his focus and disappeared again, he suspected it'd be another week before he had a chance to sleep.
He touched it with some trepidation, fearing it'd changed back into the scarred maze that was him for so long.
It'd gotten worse after she touched him in the car.
Instead, she'd touched his soul, and it'd laughed and turned her magic away.
Figured it'd keep my mind off things, Rourk replied.
Figured it'd keep me busy 'til Jule brings in someone else.
It'd been too long since a normal woman overcame his first impression.
Though she couldn't see her own fate, she began to suspect which direction it'd take her in.
Maybe in the human world, it'd be totally insane.
He didn't remember how he got it, and he doubted it'd been there before kiri put it there hours before.
I thought it'd be easy.
What a horrible life he'd lived, if this was the best it'd ever been for him!
"It'd do you well in our world to learn some respect, especially for the Ancients," Kris snapped.
It'd make a good bargaining tool for a deal.
I thought it'd be easier.
"That's for recruiting me without telling me it'd cost my soul," Harmony said, crouching beside her.
It'd be hard to spot the shape-shifter demon posing as Logan with his face shredded.
Whatever favor Fate asked of Death, it'd be huge.
He was the kind of man who struck once - and it'd kill his target.
As if it'd been a kid's room for a long time.
It'd been only a week and a half since she ventured into this new world, but she felt strangely exposed without Pierre with her.
It'd be nice to hear you wish you hadn't almost killed me.
When it'd finished, she felt little pain, and the heat was completely gone.
"It'd take all her blood at this point," Ully said absently.
Katie was thinking of how much whiskey it'd take to dull the edge of her headache when the phone rang.
It'd never been a problem when it was just him.
She couldn't remember when the outdoors had felt so small or when it'd become so humid she was sweating in place.
It'd never happened in the history of Anshan that a nishani turned down her position.
It'd hit her on the spaceship ride home and had only grown deeper.
The last time she'd seen the orchard, it'd been on fire.
"Sometimes it seems like it'd be nice to have a bit clearer vision," she admitted.
An ache that remembered what it'd been like to trust someone else.
The fight would be long, and chances were, it'd end as a draw.
It'd have to be enough; there was no back-up this time.
She wondered how long it'd take before every vamp in the mansion was waiting in the locker room to claim what they could from her.
It'd take a legion of liars to pull that big a bluff.
If it sank up there, it'd most likely float up to the surface after a few days or a week and then drift back down this way with the tide.
More thunder boomed. Katie wondered what other kinds of storms the underworld might have. Would it rain something other than black water? With her luck, it'd rain bugs, like the beetle nest she skirted.
If she'd tell anyone, it'd be you.
It'd be nice to know if she's dangerous.