Iyela

“You will die a worse death if you do not leave my domain,” a voice thundered down from the third story of the old tenement. “I am a servant of the Sacred Fire, the wielder of the flame of Arnor—”
“So I should call you Gandalf?”
― Karen Chance, Death's Mistress

“Why don’t you admit I’ve been robbed of my musical career because society can’t handle my innate sexuality?”
― Shelly Laurenston, The Mane Attraction

“He’d just poured himself a hot cup of coffee, his mouth already watering as he brought the mug to his
lips.
“Oh, thanks, sweetie.” And like that, the cup was gone.
He glared down at the female who dared take his coffee. The life-giving elixir was his! Then he noticed
she was fully dressed.
“You’re leaving?” Damn. And he really did have plans for that adorable little ass.
“Oh, yeah.” She sipped the coffee and grimaced. “Geez. Battery acid.” It suddenly occurred to
him…She was perky. Who was perky at five-thirty in the morning?
Good Lord!Morning people were perky at five-thirty in the morning!”
― Shelly Laurenston, The Beast in Him

“Momentarily forgetting this wasn’t one of her She-wolves, Sissy automatically teased, “Good thing
my brother likes women with meat on their bones ’cause your ass is gonna be gettin’ wide.”
As soon as the words left her mouth, she wished she could take them back.
But without missing a beat, Jessie shot back, “Cool. Now I can start wearing your jeans. I thought
that was only going to be possible during the late stages of the pregnancy.”
― Shelly Laurenston, The Mane Attraction