Sublime

The difference between the cops and street men is that the cops like to make it a game. They wait to fuck me, instead watching me, salivating, trying to figure out how to make me just scared enough that the fear swallows me and leaves a body worth getting on top of, hands to clasp behind my head, fear to lick away. Most of them are like that and

with his passing, there remained only one Perfect still at large in the Languedoc. William Bélibaste was from the Corbières who, sometime before Easter 1305, had killed a fellow shepherd.

Depois de deixar o emprego no Matadouro Touro do Milo, em que era responsável pelo gerenciamento do local, Bronco seguiu de trabalho em trabalho sem parar muito tempo em nenhum deles. Depois de tudo o que presenciou no Matadouro ao lado de outros homens, incluindo Edgar Wilson, Bronco Gil sempre suspeitou que acontecimentos estranhos estavam

“Inspectors must, of course, be physically sound. They must have an exceptional sense of taste, and this must be educated enough to recognize if a chef has taken shortcuts. Or worse”—Arnaud’s expression became grave—“if he has been cheating.” He paused to let this horror sink in. “Disguised dishes,” he said. “Cod masquerading as another fish under

He was the powerful, all-but-immortal Incarnation standing tall after a harsh battle. He was the menace, looming over a weary swordsman who kept his blade raised in futile defiance. He was the uncaring master, carelessly discarding minions by the score, their bodies strewn all over the street. He was the traitor who had beaten Simon bloody for