Quotes from Kresley Cole

Occasionally, he left the compound. I'd figured he must be out hunting, at least some of the time, but he hadn't returned with a new icon, and I'd heard nothing on Arcana Radio. Plus, Lark's laminated player list—the little twit actually did keep it on the fridge door—had had no updates since the Star. Well, other than her scratching my title out and scribbling in "The Unclean One." Har.

He took my hand in his, and that easy compatibility flowed between us. God, how I'd missed this. It shouldn't feel this right. I was married. In a way. I loved Aric. Yes, my husband wanted me dead and had decapitated me twice, but all relationships had issues, right?

In other words, the square root of fuckall is fuckall.

Lanthe's nieces were super brilliant, could already trace. If they sensed danger—or bath time—they would simply teleport their diapered butts away.

So three Bagmen and a slaver go into a bar . . ." Finn began as the wails grew closer. Selena whipped her head around, hissing, "Are you serious, Magician? They're almost here." "What?" Finn whispered. "Just because we're about to be swarmed by bloodthirsty zombies doesn't mean we can't have a laugh." Matthew made a eureka! hand gesture. "Zomedy!" "Damn straight, Matto.

Gods, she was as exquisite as her scent— Wham! The demons tackled him with the force of a freight train, flattening him on the field, piling on top of him.

Where your mate goes, you follow. . . .

The right place at the right time never comes to people standing still." —CHLOE TODD, A.K.A. BABY T-REX, OLYMPIC HOPEFUL, UNWITTING IMMORTAL

The Fool Whereabouts unknown My eyes flashed open. The Empress's screams had awakened the dark in me. Reverse, perverse. The Dark Calling. Her smile was broken. It was time. I always know best.

What changed your mind?" Say I did. Say it was me!

It wasn't even fair. Which was okay, since Sorceri only cared about fair play when it benefited them. Otherwise, they were not fans.

The one who fingered me like he was digging to China

Given the history between the Valkyrie and the Horde, how did you and Helen get together?" His gaunt face taking on a faraway expression, he began casually, "I had her neck in my hands, about to twist her head from her body." "How . . . romantic." One to tell the grandkids.

You heard her, she's already a creature with which one doesn't fuck.

I didn't need to be kissing a man who'd ruthlessly cut me out of his life. Didn't need to reward his shitty treatment of me. Jess had an m.o. for dealing with badly behaving males—she called it ABC: Always Be Crazier.

Whisper, whisper, whisper.

What do you get when you mix two Baggers, a bloodthirsty toga-wearing card, and a half-mad Empress? Road trip A.F.–style.

A veces solo tienes que estar loco o triste, Evie. A veces solo tienes que dejar que suceda. Pero ponte un límite, a continuación, vuelve a ser feliz.

He was so domineering. And a dirty talker. Apparently, she liked both. A lot.

Those years ago when I was down in that basement, I wish I had known that on the other side of the world, there was a bold little girl fighting for her pride. And that she would come into my life one day to make it brighter.

Come, Touch, But you'll pay a price.

Sabine was now sixteen and old enough to begin doing what any girl like her would." Brazen Mortal crossed her arms over her chest and knowingly said, "Prostitution." "Wrong. Commercial fishing." "Really?" "Noooo," Sabine said. "Fortune-telling.

Why would they plot?" "They'll want the earth righted as soon as possible. Minors like to see dead Majors—because catastrophes end with the close of the game.

Those who betray me do it only once.