Becca

“Juliette’s hackles rose. “Our blood was spilled. By a rabbit,” she said, struggling to keep her voice civil. “What are we going to do about it?” “Why do we have to do anything?” asked a small, bright-eyed fox named Ariel. Juliette’s shoulders rose, and her ruff as well. “A fox was attacked … by lunchmeat! This is an abomination. Do you not agree?”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny: Book 1 of the War Bunny Chronicles

“You thought I was a beast before, Father? You should see me now. I smiled. Delicious wickedness coursed through my veins and sent faint wisps of black power to curl around my wrists and slither up my forearms.”
― Melissa Riddell, Cursed

“Why would that word come to mind? Tim thinks to himself, growing still more tense. “Masquerade.” Like that thing is trying to fool me. Like it has conscious intent. It’s obviously just a rock …”
― Nick Clausen, Invaders 1: An Alien Invasion Thriller

“you”
― Laurie Gilmore, The Cinnamon Bun Book Store