Laurell K. Hamilton
Laurell K. Hamilton
Laurell Kaye Hamiltonis an American fantasy and romance writer. She is best known as the author of two series of stories...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth19 February 1963
CountryUnited States of America
jesus two vampire
Jesus, are all vampires over two hundred perverts?" "I am over two hundred," Jean-Claude said. "I rest my case.
needs sometimes pessimist
Sometimes it's not the optimist you need, but another pessimist to walk beside you.
believe people bamboo
I just don't believe in helping people who are going to torture me. Though I don't see any bamboo slivers. How can you possibly torture someone without bamboo slivers?
car afternoon necks
I had been downright paranoid all afternoon, aware of everyone near me. By the time I went for the car, my neck and shoulders were knotted into one painful ache. The most frightening thing I'd seen all afternoon had been the prices on the designer clothing.
gun machines lines
You can't kill us all, human.' He was right. I raised the machine gun a little. 'True, but who's going to be first in line?
heart kissing lust
I will bathe in your warmth ma petite. Roll you around me until my heart beats only for you. My breath will grow warm from your kiss.
hurt love-you heart
The heart wants what it wants, Dolp. You don't plan on making your life complicated, it just happens,and you don"t do it on purpose, and you don't do it to hurt people who love you. It just turns out that way sometimes.
running men rumor
Put any woman in an area run mostly by men and rumors will fly. Unless you make it very clear that you are off limits, there is also a certain competitiveness that sets in. Some men are either trying to run you out of town or get into your pants. They don't seem to know any other way to deal with a woman. If you're not a sexual object, you're a threat.
pain firsts lost
the pain of that first lost was still raw. You could deal with it, endure it, but never escape it.
loss people special
I have no personal stake in these people, Jean-Claude, but they are people. Good, bad, or indifferent, they are alive, and no one has the right to just arbitrarily snuff them out.” "So it is the sanctity of life you cling to?" I nodded. “That and the fact that every human being is special. Every death is a loss of something precious and irreplaceable.
nice boys noses
He doesn’t pretend,” the punk pixie said. He nodded toward Doyle. “Nice rings. You got anything else pierced?” “Yes,” Doyle said. The boy smiled, making the rings in the edge of his nose and his bottom lip curl cheerfully with it. “Me too,” he said.
giving-up giving lovers
Maybe you’re not willing to give up a lover who’s colder than you are.
hammers tools looks
If the only tool you have is a hammer, all your problems begin to look like nails. - Abraham Maslow
flames darkness humanity
He said,'Trust yourself, mon ami. You are not your friend with his so-sad tale. And Anita is not human. Through us she is more than that. Both of us huddle around her humanity like it is the last candle flame in a world of darkness. But by our very love, we make her less human, and more.