Quotes from Laurell K. Hamilton

E' indispensabile che Cenerentola partecipi al ballo, ma petite.» «Nathaniel dice che non sono Cenerentola: sono il Principe Azzurro.» Sorridendo, Jean-Claude mi strinse brevemente nel suo abbraccio. «E' probabile.» Sì, mi stava lusingando, e glielo permisi

The leopards call me their Nimir-Ra, leopard queen. Me and Tarzan, huh? I

Angel started to cry on the way. "I am so sorry, Anita." The thick Goth eye makeup started to run down her face like black tears. She needed to switch brands. Mine didn't run like that. Thank you, Dior.

Non intendevano aggredirmi, ma se Zane avesse continuato a saltellare qua e là come una versione punk di Tigro avrei potuto sparargli per sbaglio...

There are only two things you can do when you're dressed like Barbie does Bondage. You can be embarrassed or you can be aggressive. Guess what my choice was?

How long will you need?" "Two hours, no more." "This had better work," Gaynor said. "Do not threaten me," Dominga said. Oh, goody, maybe the bad guys would fight and kill each other.

The great bad thing happens, and you become a ghost in your own life, and then you become flesh and blood and remake your life, but the ghosts of what happened don't go away completely. They wait for you in low moments, and then they wail at you, shaking their chains in your face and trying to strangle you with them.

No matter what you do or how bad you feel about it, life just goes on. Life doesn't give a fuck that you're sorry or upset or deranged or tormented. Life just goes on, and you gotta go on with it, or sit in the middle of the road and feel sorry for yourself.

Two years ago if a vampire bothered someone I just went out and staked the son of a bitch. Now I had to get a court order of execution. Without it, I was up on murder charges, if I was caught. I longed for the good ol' days. There

I slowed, just a little, one to save energy, and one to let Russell catch up sooner. I took a big breath and prepared. I knew what I wanted to do. But my body had to do it. I couldn't hesitate because my back or my arm or anything else hurt. I risked a glance back, and Russell was almost there, almost on me. I kicked him, full out, straight in the balls.

I felt naked without the Browning, which was kind of funny, considering I had an Uzi in my suitcase. But hey, I slept with the Browning. Richard

They can't find the heart," he said, voice as unemotional as his face. The light was strong enough that I could see that his eyes were blue rather than just pale. He had a summer tan, light gold, but better than I tanned. It seemed wrong that the blond, blue-eyed WASP tanned darker than I did with my mother's black hair and brown eyes. I was half Hispanic—shouldn't I tan darker than white-bread boy?

There are pains too deep for words, but there's touch to say what words can't. 'Can

We would go down to the Tenderloin. Pimps beware. I was bringing the Master as backup. It was like carrying a thermonuclear device to kill ants. Overkill has always been a specialty of mine.

Un microfono rischiò di spaccarmi il naso e una voce di donna mi gridò nelle orecchie: E' bravo a letto? Oppure lo fate nella bara? Cosa? replicai. E' bravo a letto?

It takes a truly good person to gain power, strength, and mystical abilities and not misuse them.

Hey, Blake, do you really need to step outside?" Zerbrowski took my arm as if to lead me towards the door. "Thanks, but I'm fine." I looked him straight in his baby-browns and lied. He knew I was lying. I wasn't all right, but I'd make it. He released my arm, stepped back, and gave me a mock salute. "I love a tough broad." I smiled before I could stop it. "Go away, Zerbrowski.

Alistair scooped my legs up and walked us both onto the bed with his knees. When we were near the center of the bed, he laid me down and stayed on his knees, looking at me, towering over me. But I'd worked alongside Uther for three years. Six feet was nothing when you'd been having lunch with thirteen. I

He smiled back, but more like it was reflex. It never reached his eyes. They stayed cold and empty as a winter sky. Once the other marshals joined us he'd make his eyes sparkle, or fill with some emotion; he didn't bother when it was just us. We knew each other too well; there was no need to hide.

They didn't call me the Executioner for nothing. So how did I end up being safer in the depths of the Circus of the Damned with the monsters than above ground with the humans? Because somewhere along the line, I didn't kill the monster I should have. That particular monster was gliding up the hallway ahead of me. And he still had the cutest butt I'd ever seen on a dead man.

You enjoying your rabbit food?" I asked. "That was low, Anita," he said, and he stirred his salad with his fork, not really eating it. Maybe that was how you lost weight on salads; you just didn't want to eat them, so you didn't eat, and voilà, you lost weight.

Il movimento dei suoi fianchi rimase lento, guardingo, meraviglioso, ma io volevo di più. Accostai la bocca alla sua. Non sono fragile. E lo baciai con tanta violenza da sentire la pressione delle sue zanne.

But one thing I'd learned in therapy was that just because a feeling made no sense didn't make you stop feeling it.

If I was on the right track, I'd attract attention soon. Which meant someone might try to kill me. Wouldn't that be fun? I