I thought the excitement of discovering a great-grandfather would keep me awake that night, but sleep claimed me right when I was in the middle of asking God to help me find my way through the moral morass of being party to a killing.
– Charlaine Harris, From Dead to Worse
/ˈvēnl/
adjective
“It would have been so much easier to cooperate!” He shrugged, looked back at us. “But pride, venal pride, got the better of you.”
– Ransom Riggs, Hollow City
/menˈdāSHəs/
adjective
“It won’t take long,” the officer said mendaciously.
– Charlaine Harris, Definitely Dead
/əˈvəNGkyələr/
adjective
The police got more avuncular the more I cried, and as an extra bonus, Quinn pulled me into his arms and I rested my cheek against his chest.
– Charlaine Harris, Definitely Dead
“I am surprised that your renascent gods do not have a voice on the Interim Council.”
– Jay Lake, Green
/ˈlemən/
noun
The histories Mistress Danae had given me to read were clear enough concerning the fate of unwanted wives and lemans, especially those of low birth.
– Jay Lake, Green
/ˈtrəkyələnt/
adjective
I hated the truculence in my voice, but somehow couldn’t change the tone.
– Jay Lake, Green
/ˈtərməɡənt/
noun
I lived in a factory, after all, dedicated to the very slow and delicate process of manufacturing a certain kind of woman, run by ruthless termagants only too willing to find fault and cast a candidate aside like a badly thrown pot.
– Jay Lake, Green
/ˈkapstən/
noun
She was crowded with drums and bales and capstans — all the furniture of navigation and its intents.
– Jay Lake, Green
/ˈpaləm(p)ˌsest/
noun
They swept through me until I forgot to fight, forgot that I had ever been anything but a palimpsest of memories overwritten by visions.
– Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty
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