Quotes from Laurell K. Hamilton

sex was like money in the bank; if you made regular and sizable deposits, you earned more interest. Jean-Claude had earned a lot of interest over the years.

You can plan around a ruthless man, but a madman throws all your plans to the wind.

I feel that anything I say, or do, in this moment, will upset you." It was the most diplomatic way I'd ever been told that I was a pain in the ass. I fought the urge to scream at him.

I won't be alone with him, Livingston. He'll be alone with me.

If something makes you happy you should just enjoy it and embrace it, but I've got a whole list of things that make me happy and I fought like hell not to enjoy them, not to want them, not to do them, because they didn't match who I thought I was, or who I thought I should be.

The idea was sort of amusing in a sociopathic sort of way, but I didn't want him dead.

Was that an insult?' 'If you have to ask, then indeedy-do, it was.

The desk lamp was the only light in the room. The vampire had requested the overheads be turned out. His name was Sabin, and he stood against the far wall, huddling in the dark. He was covered head to foot in a black, hooded cape. He looked like something out of an old Vincent Price movie. I'd never seen a real vampire dress like that. The

What if away from the bad guy, she's not a bad guy? Oh, hell, I don't know. The only thing I know for certain is that it isn't my job to worry about how the poor bastard turned into a killer. It's my job to make sure they never kill anyone else again. That's what I do. I am the executioner. Murder someone in my town, and I'm the one that you get to see. Once.

Never argue when you're winning. (Crimson Death)

First I have to accept the fact that you're kindhearted, now I have to accept the fact that you're insightful as well. I knew you were powerful, ruthless, and pretty, but that you have a mind and a heart besides is going to take some getting used to.

Nothing like near death to get you to practice.

He raised his gloved hands skyward, still smiling. He was a hard man to insult, because I'd been trying. He had this sort of cheerful goodwill that seemed to deflect everything. Never trust people who smile constantly. They're either selling something or not very bright. Wren didn't strike me as stupid. Insult

I was slipping out of the shoulder holster when I felt it. The air currents had moved, as if something had moved through them. Just like that I knew I wasn't alone.

What the petit bâtard would order us to do to you if he awoke now is best left unsaid.

Merry didn't make you a whining bitch, Talan; you were always that.

I was forcing him to think. He wasn't used to having to do anything that complex.

THREE DAYS LATER I WAS STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF JEREMY'S OFFICE wearing nothing but a black lace push-up bra, matching panties, and black thigh-highs. A man I'd never met was fishing down the front of the bra. Normally, I have to be planning to sleep with a man before I let him fondle my breast, but it was nothing personal, just business.

Only Jean-Claude could die and look this pretty while he did it. 'Anita

For you, and your so-firm faith, God bless. For my faith, blessed be.

I'd threaded my way through the traffic almost automatically, the trip livened only by Doyle's soft gasps. He was not a good passenger, but since he'd never had a license, he didn't have much choice. Usually I enjoyed Doyle's little panic attacks. It was one of the few times that I saw him completely unglued. It was strangely comforting, usually.

It wasn't hard to spot Dolph. Pete McKinnon was standing with them. It was like walking towards two small mountains. Dolph

Stephen wasn't going to work through his issues in time to save his relationship with Vanessa

A tall, thin fireman with a grey mustache watched me stride across the street. He was still wearing a helmet and coat in the July heat. Four others had stripped down to T-shirts with just the rubbery-looking pants on. Someone had sprayed them down with water. They looked like an ad for a beefcake wet T-shirt contest.