Quotes from Rachel Caine

Because revolution rarely comes from those in charge.

As the resident dude, Shane was responsible for the acquisition of party favors, like glow-in-the-dark necklaces and drinks. Non-alcoholic drinks for Claire, of course, because I am a stern house mother even if I suck as a role model.

He was smothered by dread. Fear. A horrible sense of being hunted. And then one of the automaton lions turned its head toward him. The eyes shone red. Red like blood. Red like fire. They could smell it on him, the illegal book. Or maybe just his fear

People like to say that cameras don't lie, but they can. And when they do, everyone believes.

One thing you learn early growing up a girl—people always talk, whatever you do," Glain said.

Normal life. Comfortable life. Not perfect, of course. Nobody had a perfect marriage, did they?

Shane grudgingly donating blood - Yeah about that...could you get us a human ? Shane asked. It creeps me out when a guy`s draining my blood and I hear his stomach rumble.

She felt like there was light dripping from her fingertips. Spilling out of her toes. She felt full of light, in fact, warm buttery sunlight.

You looked like the sexiest woman in the world. Well, in fairness, I am the sexiest woman in the world. And you're always right. You are so brilliant to recognize that.

The scream lasted for about a heartbeat, and then recognition flooded in—and relief. "Oliver?" Great. She was relieved to see Oliver. The world was officially topsy-turvy, cats were living with dogs, and life as she knew it was probably over.

He and his mother weren't close and never had been, really. In this, as in so much else in his life, Jess was alone

We allow brushes of hands without flinching, smiles without premeditation. It feels real. It feels solid. I finally begin to feel fully human.

In bocca al lupo' 'Crepi il lupo

No way, Eve replied. If you're going, go big. Remind me to play poker with you later, Michael said. I love a girl who'll go all in. She hip-bumped him. That's what you want to do with me later? Dude. Respect the dress, at least. Michael trailed his pale fingers down her back, following the line of her spine, all the way to the red rose. Eve shivered, and her eyes went half-closed. Whatever Michael whispered in her ear, Claire thought it was probably way too personal to hear.

Así es. Porque ahora tengo mucho más que perder, y más cada vez que me besas. Pienso en perderte, y me duele. –

I'm not that woman anymore. In fact, I can hardly recognize her now, that weak creature who'd submitted, pretended, smoothed over every ripple of trouble that rose.

A petty kind of power is still power.

Myrnin had been uncharacteristically quiet since they'd arrived, and she glanced over to see him frowning down at his flip-flops. He probably missed his vampire bunny slippers.

Alchemy is a science, but a science that acknowledges certain principles of magic. This. . . this is a mathematical expression of quintessence, Archimedes' fifth element, which binds all things together.

Hey." Shane's hip nudged her chair, and he bent over, putting his mouth very close to her ear. "What are you doing?" "Thinking." "Stop." "Stop thinking?" "You're doing way too much of it. It'll make you go blind." She laughed and turned her face toward his. "I think you're thinking of something else.

The Great Library may have once been a boon, but what is it today? What does it give us? It suppresses! It stifles! You, sir, do you own a book? No, sir, not a blank, filled only with what they want you to read...a real book, an original work, in the hand of the writer? The library owns our memories, yet you cannot own your own books! Why? Why do they fear it? Why do they fear to allow you the choice?

he began to realize how much he had to learn about how different the world was from the theory of it.

Myrnin: Oh, an all-night drive-through! I could murder a cheeseburger. Don't you just love this century? Oliver: Focus, you fool.

You never understand how vulnerable you are in this age of social media until something breaks against you, and then . . . then it's too late. You can shut down Facebook, Twitter, Instagram; you can change your phone number and your e-mail. Move to new places. But for dedicated tormentors, that isn't a barrier. It's a challenge. They