Being surrounded by all varieties of undead, changeling, and preternatural beings has gotten to be nothing out of the ordinary for Louisiana cocktail waitress Sookie Stackhouse. Still, even she has her limits. Betrayed by her longtime vampire love, Sookie must now not only deal with a possible... read more
Louisiana cocktail waitress Sookie Stackhouse has her hands full dealing with every sort of undead and paranormal creature imaginable. And after being betrayed by her longtime vampire love, Sookie must not only deal with a new man in her life-the shapeshifter Quinn-but also contend with the... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
“Eric, where’d the old gal go?” I asked.(...) “I would guess her handmaidens have removed her to her suite. She is brought out for special occasions.” “Like the good silver,” I said seriously, and then burst into giggles.”Sookie, Eric
“The people of northern Louisiana may not have much money, and there may be a high teen pregnancy rate and all kinds of other problems, but by God, we're polite.”Sookie Stackhouse
“She’s lazy. That extends to her friendships. If it’s easy to be friendly, she will be. If the wind blows the other way, her friendship will be gone. And I’m thinking the wind is blowing the other way. She has found some other way to be an important person in her own right, by hating others.”Highlighted by 67 Kindle customers
I often cried when I got angry; I hated that. Crying just made you look weak, no matter what triggered it.Highlighted by 55 Kindle customers
“One,” said Eric, stepping out of the stairwell. “We’re bound a bit too tightly to suit me, Sookie.” He was visibly tense; I couldn’t remember ever seeing Eric so notably anxious. “I’m here to die right along with you, it seems.”Highlighted by 55 Kindle customers
“Let me be frank.” Oh, boy. In my experience, that meant, “Let me be openly mean.”Highlighted by 48 Kindle customers
Direct action, straightforward statements; obviously, those were the keys to improving my life.Highlighted by 43 Kindle customers
“Do you love him?” “Don’t know yet.” “Did you love me?”Highlighted by 37 Kindle customers
“Did I love you?” I knew Eric wasn’t going to give up, and I might as well figure out an answer. “Maybe. Sort of. But I knew all along that whoever was with me, it wasn’t the real you. And I knew sooner or later you’d remember who you were and what you were.”Highlighted by 34 Kindle customers
“What a world this is, Sam. It’s wonderful and it’s scary. Each day is different. I never thought I would have any kind of life for myself, and now I do.”Highlighted by 27 Kindle customers
“I know you may come to hate me because I spared you the bite of Andre,” he said quietly. “But I really am the lesser of two evils.”Highlighted by 26 Kindle customers
sartorially. I was pretty sure I’d succeeded. I was wearing a sleeveless tailored white blouse, yellow slacks, and orange-and-yellow sandals, and my hair was down and flowing smoothly past my shoulder blades. Yellow earrings and a little gold chain tied me all together. It might be late September, but it was hotHighlighted by 5 Kindle customers
Chapters 1 - 19
Preceded by Definitely Dead, and followed by From Dead to Worse.
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