Alyssa

“I knew I could do it all this time,” said Harry, “Because I'd already done it... does that make sense?”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

“V was half way down the hall when he heard a yelp. He hightailed it back, barging through the door. “What? What’s …”

“I’m going bald!”

V whipped back the shower curtain and frowned. “What are you talking about? You’ve still got your hair…”

“Not my head! My body, you idiot! I’m going bald!”

Vishous glanced down. Butch’s torso and legs were shedding, a rush of dark brown fuzz pooling around the drain.

V started laughing. “Think of it this way. At least you won’t have to worry about shaving your back as you get old, true? No manscaping for you.”

He was not surprised when a bar of soap came firing at him.”
― J.R. Ward, Lover Revealed

“Have you ever seen An American Werewolf in London? Well, I'm not American. I'm not a werewolf, and this isn't London.”
― Lynsay Sands, Tall, Dark & Hungry

“You're getting into some kind of shape, cop."
Aw, come on, now." Butch grinned. "Don't let that shower we took go to your head."
Rhage fired a towel at the male. "Just pointing out your beer gut's gone."
It was a Scotch pot. And I don't miss it.”
― J.R. Ward, Lover Eternal