Max is there with her, even when he isn't.
At the blade—or claw—of an enemy is the only way Liu Qingge has ever imagined he will die, and though it would obviously be preferable for it to happen after thousands of years of immortal mastery, he would settle for thirtyish if it was epic.
There is nothing less epic than being spared by Luo Binghe, except for being spared by Luo Binghe every day for the past two and a half years.
Withnail is a rare kind of creature and Marwood is still young enough to think this is a good thing.
An explosive misunderstanding leaves Jiang Cheng assuming he's escaped matchmakers forever and Yu Ziyuan assuming she can solve her son's singleness with the right young man. Only one of them can be right. But what will Jiang Cheng do when the last name on the matchmakers' new list is his friend, Nie Huaisang?
Before Galen's message made it to Saw Gerrera, he had to find someone to take it. He saw Bodhi as a relatively easy mark. It might have been easier for them both if it had stayed that simple.
Hell has all the best musicians.
Ethan Chandler lends a hand in a matter that falls outside Victor's medical expertise.
At the end of the day, you've just got to say
It's all right
He has never taken a disciple before this one, that is true, but Yin Chen has long been enlightened as to what such an arrangement entails.
Talking at someone is only fun for so long. That's all being a sect leader is: talking and talking to people bound by courtesy to listen to you. It's so fucking dull. A relief, then, to face one’s equal, and no less an old friend who is inclined to interrupt you whenever you ramble. He likes it. It’s one of Jiang Cheng’s best qualities.
In the years after Guanyin Temple, Nie Huaisang attends to unfinished business.