Cranky

“He groaned and I saw his face. "Curran!" I would've preferred a homicidal lunatic. Oh, wait...”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

“My fingers scrabbled at the smooth leather interior of Ryu’s BMW as he missed the exit we needed. Causing him to drop a few more F bombs and slam on the breaks. He then opened what I assume was a rift in the space time continuum in order to hurtle his German made steal cage of doom through said continuum.”
― Nicole Peeler, Tracking the Tempest

“Our relationship was a lot like underwear in a dryer without a static control sheet. One minute we were floating through life, buoyant and carefree. The next we were attached at the crotch.”
― darynda Jones

“They were paragons of conservative propriety in public, but in private they swung like pinatas.”
― Nicole Peeler, Tempest's Legacy