Rachel Caine
Rachel Caine
Rachel Caine is a pen name of Roxanne Longstreet Conrad, an American writer of science fiction, fantasy, mystery, suspense, and horror novels. She also publishes media tie-in novels as Julie Fortune...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth27 April 1962
CountryUnited States of America
hungry abstract said
His gaze brushed over her, abstract and hungry. "You burn so very brightly, you know" "Yeah," she muttered. "You said.
mom fake said
I’m avampire. I havesecret powers ,” he said with a full-on fake Transylvanian accent, which he dropped to say, “Actually, your mom let me in.
girl this-girl said
Myrnin said softly. "And how is it that you do not understand that HERE, in THIS place, this girl belongs to me, not to you?
love-you forever said
You were right,” she said. “You were always right, about everything. And I will always love you, Sam. Forever.
asking said clear
All right," he said. "Since you ask so nicely." "I wasn't asking." "I'm aware of that. The sharp point in my back did make it clear.
faces said ends
Who are you?" because even now, she couldn't let her questions go. "What are you?" That face that wasn't a face smiled. It was the most terrible thing she'd ever see, ever. "Magnus" he said. "I'm the end.
said lawns myrnin
I would never build a lawn trimmer," Myrnin said. "What did the lawn ever do to me?
nice shane said
Nice " Shane said. "I'm warming up to this bloodsucking thing Mikey." "No you're not." "Okay no I'm not but right now let's pretend I am.
said knows
But – Michael, you said you didn’t know Oliver, and–” “I didn’t, until he killed me. We were never formally introduced.
boxes said claire
They came out in a dim, damp basement - a generic sort of place, full of moulding boxes. 'You take me to the nicest places,' Claire said, and sneezed.
tacos said claire
Well," Claire said, "at least we have tacos. Everything goes better with tacos.
psycho kind said
We're clear," she said. "You're kind of a psycho. I get that
kissing lips said
That is disgusting, and I will never kiss you again." "Yes, you will," he said, and proved by pressing his lips to hers. She wanted to squirm away, just to prove the point but God, she loved kissing him.
insulting just-being said
Maybe you're not his type." Michael said "Oh, now you're just being insulting.