Some women waited for a night in shining armor. She, apparently, had ended up with a knight in black jeans and leather, who wanted to chase her down and have his evil way with her.

“Cajun stomp?""You heard me, swamper. And keep your hands to yourself.”

“Why not? It's natural selection. Just like nature." I wrinkled my nose. "Boudas…”

“Yes, I'm too mad to punish you right now. We'll talk about it when we get home.…”

“The vampire leaned forward, tapping a scimitar claw. "Is that a lion with horns…”