Quotes from Kelley Armstrong

Dad! he shouted, loud enough to make my ears ring. Dad! You need to get down here! (Derek) Chloe held open the door and whispered to me, I could say he's not always like this, but I'd be lying.

There are just as many bitches out there as bastards. Equal opportunity asshole-ism.

I've got a dad thanks. Your just the jerk who knocked up my mum and left her to figure out what to do with a son who likes setting things on fire. - Adam Vasic

If I was crazy, would I know it? That's what being crazy was, wasn't it? You thought you were fine. Everyone else knew better.

Oddly enough, I find the best hostages are the live ones. - Karl

My nephew is a manipulative, scheming, unscrupulous son of a bitch. And those are his good qualities.

Was it a camp? Daniel asked. Sean nodded. A naturist camp. Maya will feel right at home, Corey said from his spot on a wooden lawn chair. Daniel sputtered a laugh and Sean tried to hide his. Naturist, not naturalist, I said. It means nudist. Corey leaped up and spun. You mean old, naked butts sat on those chairs?

Lavina led me to an abandoned warehouse. I think that at some point someone decreed that all clandestine meetings must be held in one. Woe to the criminal overlord who lives in a city thriving with commerce, with no empty warehouses to be found. He probably needs to build one, just to have a place to arrange late-night meetings. (Bewitched)

I leaned forward and kissed him. His eyes widened, then his lips parted and he kissed me back, mouth warm and firm against mine and that floating feeling washed over me and through me, and it was so amazing that when it ended, I just stayed there, my face so close to his I could feel his breath, see those incredible amber eyes, and that was all I could see, all I wanted to see.

Your mother sets you up blind dates? With guys like that? The corners of his mouth twitched. She doesn't like you very much, does she?

What gave it away? When she loaded me bound and gagged into the back of her truck? Or when she actually said. I'm ready to kill you and throw your body inn the swamp? Hey for a while there, it looked like you were going to talk your way out of it. I didn't want to interfere.

I can just imagine what the humidity has done to my hair. I'm going to meet your family looking like a poodle with a live wire shoved up its butt. - Paige Winterbourne

You forget, darling, I am the local psychopath. ~Clayton Danvers, Bitten

I'd seen more cops in the last few days than on a weekend LAW and ORDER marathon - Paigne Winterbourne

Tell me when you want to pick it up again. Tell me when Satan starts a snowball fight. I'll do that. Lunch?

At the time, it seemed to me that Jeremy was spending a lot of time with a piece of plastic pressed against his ear, talking to himself. Which was fine by me. We all have our eccentricities. Jeremy liked talking to plastic; I liked hunting and eating the rats that ventured into the motel room. Or, at least I did like hunting and eating the rats, until Jeremy caught me and promptly kiboshed that hobby. Some of us are less tolerant of eccentricities than others.

Hello, Aaron, Brigid said, sliding up to him and running a finger down his chest. You're looking good . . . as always. Aaron lifted her finger off his shirt and let it drop. Put some clothing on, Brigid. She smiled up at him. Why? Tempted? Yeah, to cover my eyes.

Nothing screws up a séance like the appearance of a real ghost. ~Jaime Vegas

He lifted his brows. If I really thought it was the absolute best thing for our kids, you'd have had a battle on your hands. That was just a debate. With chair-throwing. Heated debate. Fights involve chair-breaking. Chair-throwing is just getting your attention.

Remember when we met? Before you left, you said you were going to make a fool of yourself over me. That's still what you're worried about. That you'll find yourself doing things you never dreamed of doing, things you laughed at in others, and you'll make a fool of yourself.

How long could we do this before you started bitching? Simon said as we turned down another street of apartment buildings. What? We've been walking for two days now, and you haven't complained once. It's damned annoying, you know. I looked at him. If you don't complain, then I can't complain. Not without sounding like a whiny little snot.

The rottweiler stood his ground and waited for me to take the next step in the dance of ritualized intimidation. Instead, I leaped at him. Screw ritual. Now was not the time to stand on ceremony.

Last time I was sick, the guy I was seeing brought me a bottle of ginger ale… and expected me to pay him back for it. ~Jaime Vegas

Never go easy on allies if you ahve to take them down. Especially allies. You're already fighting the urge not to hurt them. Counteract that and hit them with everything you've got.