Quotes from Kersten Hamilton

There's nothing in heaven or earth that could make me let go of her, not so long as she wants me to hold on.

You can turn around now," Mamieo said primly. When they did, she was holding a delicate dagger in her hand. "And where'd you get that?" Finn asked. "I had it about me," Mamieo said primly. "I don't go about unarmed, boyo." "It took you three full minutes to find the thing," Finn pointed out. "Was it lost?" Aiden asked. Mamieo flushed. "It was not.

What's your other prayer?" "Help!" Finn said. "Just 'Help'?" "That's it. Your voice lacked the proper note of desperation, though. I suppose it's hard to achieve when you're not in the midst of it.

There's a Mesmer in our midst. We must consult with Gizmo immediately!

You're back." "Girl"—he reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear—"you're that good a kisser.

It's an Irish story, love, Mrs. Wylltson said. We don't do happy endings.

I may need your permission to keep you, girl. But I don't need anyone's permission to love you. I choose it of my own free will, and there's nothing you can do about it.-Finn.

You've got choices, like any other creature. You can stumble down that road, pretending you can't help it. You can curl up and die of regret and sorrow for what you've done. Or you can get up and fight, even though the battle might be lost.-Finn

I do not ask for a path with no trouble or regret. I ask instead for a friend who'll walk with me down any path. I do not ask never to feel pain. I ask instead for courage, even when hope can scarce shine through. And one more thing I ask: That in every hour of joy or pain, I feel the Creator close by my side. This is my truest prayer for myself and for all I love, now and forever, Amen.

You turned red all over, Finn," Aiden said helpfully. "So did Teagan. As red as Kool-Aid." The back of Finn's neck went from pink lemonade to Blastin' Berry Cherry. "Yeah," Aiden said. "Like that." "I don't want to talk about it," Finn said.

Whatever. I'm pretty sure Mercutio was a vampire. He had the attitude, you know? He just never got a chance to show his fangs.

Brad Pitt just moved in with you. I swear, Tea, he looks just like a young Brad Pitt, and you get to keep him! This is so not fair. Walter looked like Jack Black. You know he did.-Abby

Teagan: How long has it been since you read a book that didn't havevampires in it? Abby: They write books with no vampires? Wait...the penguins made us read that Shakesrear guy, right? Teagan: Shakespeare.

Isn't the Almighty always saying something, girl? Speaking through everything created, whispering in your hopes and dreams. Urging you to get on with business?

Sometimes your best isn't good enough

Finn Mac Cumhaill," Teagan said, "I do love you." "I'm taking this to mean we're not broken up, then. It was the fever speaking." "No. It wasn't the fever. You want forever, and...I can't promise I won't change even more. But I'm going to take care of Fear Doirich before I do." She turned and started walking toward the old willow. "Saying 'I love you' is no way to break up with a man!" Finn yelled behind her.

You're just the right size for hugging.

I may need your permission to kiss you, girl. But I don't need anyone's permission to love you

I need to speak to Roisin," he said. Finn rubbed his jaw. "Then I suggest you get off my girl's lap. And put some clothes on, man. You're indecent.

The one with wormies swelling his belly?" Finn looked disgusted. "It's not so swollen anymore." "Right. So it's Maggot Cat pus on my duct tape. As soon as Thomas comes out of the restroom I'm going to wash this in hand sanitizer. Then throw up." Teagan reached for the duct tape, but he moved it away. "Don't be touching it, girl. It's disgusting. I'll deal with it.

That's all right." Abby picked up the towelette and wiped Roisin's face for her. "When it's a guy problem, we all speak the same language. So your boyfriend's a bird," she said when Roisin's cheeks were tear-free. "It is kind of creepy, but once he changed back, he looked totally Italian.

Will you allow your daughter to go goblin hunting with me?" Mr. Wylltson leaned against the back of the chair and studied Finn. "Nothing," he said finally, "can prepare a man for a question like that.

But if I hear that any creatures are being hunted or abused, I will come back and take this off your head." "Whoa, Tea," Abby said. " You'll take off his head?" "I'll help," Enkidu said happily. "I didn't say I'd take off his head. I said I'd take the crown off his head." "It was totally in your tone of voice, though," Abby insisted.

Wally! Isn't he wonderful?