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432 pages, Paperback
First published September 24, 2007


“I still don’t see why we couldn’t sleep in that cave,” Mari said as MacRieve led her out into the night.
“Because my cave’s better than their cave.”

He was so… wolfy. So teasing. And Mari realized this was kind of fun. She half-expected him to play-trip her and start nipping at her ears. And she suspected she’d love it.

"How in the hell could you have gotten here so quickly?"
"Missed you, witch. Ran headlong. Now hang up the bloody phone."
"Oh, great Hekate, is that his voice?" Carrow cried. "I just had an orgasm!"
"So that’s how we’re tae play this, wife?” Bowen said, when her snowball beaned him squarely in the face. He shook the snow from him in that wolfy way she loved. “You challenge a master at your own peril and have been duly warned.”
She wiggled her gloved fingers at him. “Bring it on, Father Time.”
But her eyes widened as he began piling up the biggest snowball she’d ever seen. She took off, darting back toward the lodge.
Playing in the snow—what an incredible way to end an already wonderful day.

“Darwin says people like you need to die.”

“Damn it, MacRieve, if you keep calling me kitten, then I'm going to start calling you something equivalent, like hound dog - and then we'll both be losers.”

“Bashful? She and her friends made Girls Gone Wild look like a quilting circle.”


"For one hundred and eighty years I've no' touched another" …"Have never even given a woman a second look. And it was easy to do so. But now I canna seem to keep my hands off a slip of a witch", he rasped at her ear. "A witch who has me feeling like I'll die if I doona find out what it'd be like to kiss her."…"O' course it's a goddamned spell."





“You could almost make me forget what I really want.”
“Damn it, MacRieve, if you keep calling me kitten, then I'm going to start calling you something equivalent, like hound dog - and then we'll both be losers.”
“What’s your favorite place to visit?” He absently answered, “Wherever you are.”
“Bowen, five things about you can’t all be about me.”
But you’re the only good thing that I’ve got.”








“Mari began to suspect that this reflection was going to prove to be like that little computer paperclip assistant -- at first it helps, but after a while you just want the paperclip to die.”
“She, too, is one of Regin’s friends. They’re poker buddies, sisters of the Wii, and Mari is a vaunted member of the karaoke contingent. Regin has long acted as the witches’ designated driver.” “BFF?” Lachlain asked, brows drawn. “Sisters of the what?”
Emma supplied, “Best friend forever and a video game.”
Lachlain muttered to Emma, “Your relatives are just no’ right.”
“What’s your favorite place to visit?” He absently answered, “Wherever you are.”
“Bowen, five things about you can’t all be about me.”
But you’re the only good thing that I’ve got.
