Quotes from Rachel Caine

Well, Claire said, at least we have tacos. Everything goes better with tacos.

Look, I hate good-byes, too. But sometimes, we need them just to survive.

This is the biggest damn iPod I've ever seen,' Claire said, which made him choke on his beer. 'Kidding. I have seen a jukebox before.' 'The way you're feeding it, I'm not so sure. You think you picked enough songs?

Mirnin: Where's Shreve?

She smells better, Claire said. And she made me cookies.

You couldn't be romantic if your life depended on it. You know what's lucky? Most bad guys don't ask you to be romantic on command, so that probably won't matter.

Bouncing in hoppy little circles like a demented Goth bunny.

Hell's put in a skating rink," Shane said. "This is actually edible, Eve.

No, Michael was all good. Killed, dismembered, buried, reborn…yeah, just another day in the life.

Keys, she repeated, and slowly stepped back. What do you mean, keys? Car keys. As in, give them up. Now. Shane had that look -- hard, and no bullshit. We don't have time for your drama, Monica. Nobody does.

Tell you what: you can be Glammera the vampire hunter. I'll stick with being manly and heavily armed.

From Shane's Point of View: Jester talking to Shane: What's the matter? You afraid you'd bite your skinny little girlfriend? Jester laughed. She's already someone else's, you know. I can smell the bite on her. He's marked her. Myrnin. Shut up, I said, and kicked him in the face.

Is it crazy right now to say I love you?" She didn't even pause. "Given that I just stabbed you? Seems a little weird, yeah.

You never heard ofplugging her in ? My God, Myrnin, you made a vampire computer?

I had no name for that particular hue of orange, other than unfortunate.

If he had any kind of a clue, he wouldn't be caught dead with that stuff. See what I did there? Caught dead? I crack myself up." Eve sipped more coffee she probably, at this point, didn't need.

Who are you? because even now, she couldn't let her questions go. What are you? That face that wasn't a face smiled. It was the most terrible thing she'd ever see, ever. Magnus he said. I'm the end.

Well," Naomi said cheerfully, "what's the worst that can happen?" They were silent, considering that, because there were just so many possibilities. But in the end, it was a better idea than Facebook.

No way they could threaten him, not even with Amelie; he'd already given Amelie the finger on the way out of Morganville and he clearly wasn't worried about her coming after him— or, if so, what would happen when she did.

Myrnin was silent for a beat, and then he said, Bob would be very disappointed in you.

Shane padded back to the couch and flopped, sucking on his own can of soda. Eve shot him an exasperated look. "Yeah, man, thanks for bringing me one, too." The raccoon eye make-up exaggerated her eye roll. "Dork." "Didn't know if you wanted zombie dirt sprinkled on it or anything. If you're eating this week.

I'm fine with Nature's way, as long as Nature keeps it out of *my* way.

He held out the hand that wasn't holding up the blankets, palm out. 'OK,' he said. 'OK, think, Collins, think - yeah, OK, this is awkward, and I'm really sorry, because I'm sure you're really - Oh, man. What the hell did I do? Was there drinking? There must have been drinking.

Planet Shane is a lovely place a long way from here.