Crimson Frost

Just another part of that Spartan killer instinct. I can slay the ladies just as well as I can reapers.

I know that look. What are you up to, Gwen?" "What makes you think I'm up to something?" The Valkyrie snorted. "You're breathing, aren't you?

What was it with people always trying to kill me in the library? Nickamedes so needed to put up warning signs. Danger: Working here could be hazardous to your health.

No matter what happens, I'll always come back to you." "Promise?" I asked in a shaky voice. Logan's eyes burned with icy determination. "Promise.

Let him look," he whispered and kissed me again.

Now, even Nickamedes was being nice to me, which told me exactly how much trouble I was in.

Maybe there was something to be said for creepy statues after all.

I’ll meet you there, pumpkin,” Grandma said. “And I’ll bring my sword with me.