Quotes from Diana Pharaoh Francis

There were some days that deserved to be drowned at birth and everyone sent back to bed with a hot brandy, a box of chocolates and a warm, energetic companion. Today was without question one of those days.

Just remember, I am not going anywhere," he said, still watching her lips. "And if you ever try to hide from me, I will not believe you are dead. I will find you. Count on it.

I don't mess around with the men in the coven, especially my Shadowblades," she said with quiet finality. Flirting was one thing but anything more, it was a mistake of epic proportions. His eyes narrowed and he gave a slow shake of his head. "That is all right then. Because I want so much more than just to mess around.

You got a problem?" "Aside from the fact that we are about to die? No. But I want to say thank you before it is too late.

You are very unexpected, do you know that?" "Is that your way of calling me stupid?" she asked wryly. "If the glove fits," he said.

Pretty show, but you're wasting energy and time," Max said. "Mind if we get back to saving Horngate? You can go postal later.

Make this quick," he told her. "And do not die. I have plans for you when we get back to Horngate. They will not be nearly as pleasant if you are a corpse.

Her Shadowblade Prime was fully roused now, power rolling away from her in uncontrollable waves. Her Blades wouldn't be able to ignore it. She had to get to the vault before they came running to stop her like a horde of hysterical nannies.

Pain and guilt tore through him. His soul was bleeding to death. He stood there, waiting to die. How could he not? But such wounds were not fatal.

SOME DAYS DESERVED to be drowned at birth and everyone sent back to bed with a hot brandy, a box of chocolates, and a warm, energetic companion.

Odds were in favor of you dying, either by running into Tyet operations, by starvation or thirst, or by Mother Nature giving you a stone spanking.

As if Max needed her permission.

I take great pride in not being that girl in the horror movies who knows a serial killer is axing people out in the woods and so decides that a nature walk is a brilliant idea. I'm the lock-myself-in-the-basement-with-a-shotgun-and-some-napalm sort of woman.

Some days, Lucy thought, deserved to be drowned at birth and everyone sent back to bed with a hot brandy, a box of chocolates, and a warm, energetic companion.

He's a politician. Aren't they psychopaths by definition?" Lorraine asked. "Everything for them is about power

You got a problem?" "Aside from the fact that we are about to die? No. But I want to say thank you before it is too late.