Quotes from Rachel Caine

Is it him?" Dad asked. "Did he get you into trouble?" "Not me," Shane said. "I've just got that kind of face.

Follow me,' Myrnin said. 'And do stay together. And by the way, this is the last time I go anywhere with you people. You are all insane.

You know, Shane said twenty minutes later, I'd feel a whole lot better about the two of us if you didn't think I was the go-to guy for breaking and entering.

Claire. Wake up." She blinked and realized that her head was on Shane's shoulder, and Michael was nowhere to be seen. Her first thought was, Oh my God, am I drooling? Her second was that she hadn't realized she was so close to him, snuggled in. Her third was that although Michael's part of the couch was empty, Shane hadn't moved away. And he was watching her with warm, friendly eyes. Oh. Oh, wow, that was nice.

That's it? That's your big goodbye? Eve asked. Claire looked at Eve mystified. I think I need guy CliffNotes. Guys aren't deep enough to need CliffNotes. What were you waiting for, flowery poetry? Shane snorted. I hugged. I'm done.

Claire: So we do nothing? Michael: We do the best nothing you've ever seen.

Silver nitrate and water in a super soaker, he told her. My own invention. Ought to be good at twenty feet, kind of like wasp spray. Oh. You get me the nicest things. Anybody can get jewelry. Posers

The door banged open, and Eve rushed out, flushed and mussed and still buttoning her shirt. 'It's not what you think,' she said. 'It was just—oh, okay, whatever, it was exactly what you think. Now, what ?

Bishop was all done with the witty conversation. 'Will you swear?' And Myrnin said, shockingly, 'I will.' And he proceeded to, a string of swearwords that made Claire blink. He ended with, '—frothy fool-born apple-john! Cheater of vandals and defiler of dead dogs!' and did another twirl and bow. He looked up with a red, red grin that was more like a leer. 'Is that what you meant, my lord?

Jealous? Maybe. No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.

As she turned to concentrate on the portal, Eve tugged on Claire's shirt. What? Ask him where he got the boots. You ask. Personally, Claire wanted the vampire bunny slippers.

I'm worried he's going to...do something crazy. He lives in a hole in the ground, dresses funny and occasionally eats his assistants, Eve said. Define crazy . Claire closed her eyes. Okay. I think he wants to put my brain in a jar and wire it into the machine. Dead silence.

Where's your sense of adventure? Off on a beach somewhere with your sanity?

In this whole screwed-up town, you're the only thing that's always been right to me, he whispered. I love you, Claire. She saw something that might have been just a flash of panic go across his expression, but then he steadied again. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I do. I love you.

Don't diss me, Danvers. I'm warning you.' 'I'm not dissing you,' Claire sighed. 'I'm ignoring you. There's a difference. Dissing you implies I think you're actually important.

The universe explodes, hell freezes, and Shane does something resonable.

God, I needed you, he murmured. I can't even tell you how many times I thought about this. The funny thing is, I don't need you any less now. I think I need you more. ~Shane~

I love arguing with you, Claire. You always surprise me. And occasionally, you even make sense.

What's your name?' she asked, and surprised herself. But for some reason, she wanted to know. Dean's brother—he hadn't been just some nameless Bad Guy Number Four. This vampire wasn't, either. He had a name, a history, maybe even people who cared what happened to him. 'My name is none of your business,' he said, and continued to stare out the window, even though there was nothing but blurry brick out there. 'Can I call you None for short?

Seriously," Shane said, "this kind of is the worst situation we've ever been in, right?" "Speak for yourself," Michael said. "I got myself killed last year. Twice." "Oh yeah. You're right—last year really sucked for you.

And if you dont come back from the dorm, I'm the one who has to explain to Micheal how I let you go off and get yourself killed like a Dumbass. First rule in horror movies, Clair-Never split up!

Is this your bedroom? she asked, and turned to look at him. Myrnin straightened and jammed the big red floppy hat back on his head. The feathers waved back and forth. Don't get any ideas, he said. I'm far too young and innocent for that kind of thinking.

When I want to be lectured on strategy, I'll consult someone who's actually won battles,' Amelie said. 'Not one who ran away from them.' 'Snap,' Eve said. 'You know what they're talking about?' Shane asked. 'Don't need to know to get that one. She smacked him so hard his momma felt it.

Anybody else think that was weird?' Shane asked as they got into the car. Eve sent him an exasperated glance; the three of them were, of course, in the backseat. Amelie had the front, with Michael. 'Ya think? In general, or in particular?' 'Weird that we got through the entire thing, and I didn't have to hit anybody.' There was a moment of silence. Michael said, as he started the car, 'You're right, Shane. That is strange.