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Vaginal Fantasy Book Club talks “At Any Price”
Watch Vaginal Fantasy Book Club Show host Felicia Day, Veronica Belmont, Bonnie Burton and Kiala Kazebee chat about gamer romance in the book "At Any Price."
She signed his slip, made her own notation on her clipboard, and waited until Harry drove off before she smiled at Nathan. “Go ahead. Take a look.”
He moved forward cautiously. He circled it, sniffed it, whapped it with a paw. Then he found the product tag and stared at it for a moment. Turning toward her, he lifted a lip in something that might have been a sneer.
“I know it says it’s a dog bed, but I’m sure a Wolf can use it,” Meg said.
Nothing but grumbly sounds from the Wolf.
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“Of course we have a newsletter. How else would we know which movies are being shown at the social room in each residential complex? How else would everyone know about the new books that arrived and are available in our library?” Jester pressed one hand to his chest. “How else would we learn from Ms. Know-It-All’s column, ‘Others Etiquette’?”
“An advice column?” Meg stared at him. “You’re kidding.”
“We don’t kid about Ms. Know-It-All,” he replied. Then he snatched up the map and left.
Written in Red, Anne Bishop
Elliot smiled. Then he chuckled. “It’s good to see the pup playing again. Now, if we can just get him out of that harness.”
“He says he needs it to pull Meg out of snowbanks,” Simon replied, his voice bland.
Elliot laughed. As the laughter faded, he sobered. “I’m sorry I struck her. Her instincts are odd but from the heart, I think.”
Written in Red, by Anne BIshop
“The Sanguinati do not feed on the young,” Erebus said. “And we do not feed on the sweet blood, because they are both wondrous and terrible. That forbidding was done long ago, and it is still passed down from one Sanguinati to another, even though we had forgotten the reason for it.”
“Why terrible?” Tess asked, leaning forward. Her hair was still colored, but it was relaxing into loose curls.
Erebus shrugged. “Prophecies swim in that blood. I do not think I would like to see such things if I drank from a cassandra sangue.”
Written in Red, by Anne Bishop
She ignored the cold and she ignored him, which was beyond insulting since he was the leader of this Courtyard. Instead, she focused on Tess.
“Simon was being mean. He made the Meg cry. I’m going over to the store to see if I can find a sparkly that will make her smile again. The Meg smiles a lot—when the Wolf isn’t snarling at her.”
Jenni stepped back outside, shifted into a Crow, and flew off to Sparkles and Junk.
Written in Blood, Anne Bishop
“A storm is coming from our brothers and sisters in the north. By Watersday, it will cross Lake Etu. I will return to my bed, and Winter, Air, and Water will rule for a while longer.” Spring smiled at her. “I’m glad to have met you. I look forward to seeing you again.”
I hope I do see you again. “I’d better get going. If I’m late getting back, Mr. Wolfgard will send the whole pack out looking for me.”
She had meant it as a joke, but Spring’s reply was serious. “Of course he would,” Spring said. “Namid has given you to us, and we value the world’s gifts.”
Written in Red, by Anne Bishop