Quotes from Ilona Andrews

I paused with the pen in my hand. He burst into flames? He became engulfed in fire. Was his buddy made out of orange rocks and at any point yell, 'It's clobbering time'?

It's never a good thing when the black volhv says "Uh-oh" and then runs for his life.

Hey, would you look at that shit? I turned on my heel. The patrons who'd fled at the first hint of trouble had come back and were enjoying the spectacle. Clear out! I barked. They paid me no mind. Asshole innocent bystanders.

Oh my God, she was retarded and I was going to kill Jim.

Estene aleera hesaad de viren aneda . And now, you are forever mine.

And if the Pack Council produces any kittens, we'll give them to Jim to raise. He needs to mellow out anyway." I looked at him. He took his hands off the wheel and held them apart about six inches. "Cute fluffy kittens. Just sitting on Jim's lap." I pictured Jim with his badass-chief-of-security expression covered in small fluffy kittens. It was too much. The numbness inside me broke, like a dam. I giggled and laughed. Curran laughed, too.

Anger - a better alternative to caffeine.

Aha, Andrea said. I'm going to ignore that you just referred to yourself as 'sugar woogums'.

I have had it up to here with my wedding, I said. The other day Andrea tried to explain to me that apparently I am supposed to have a new thing, an old thing, a blue thing, and something stolen. Borrowed, Kate, Barabas murmured. Who the hell even makes up those rules?

Some men got excited by white lace and a translucent negligee. My love muffin got excited by a woman dressed to murder. There was probably something deeply twisted about that. Lucky for me, negligees were never my thing.

Some people got vicious Dobermans. I got a shaved attack poodle in a black sweater. His tough, spawn-of-hell image had taken a fatal blow, but at least he would be warm.

Do you know what most people have from their grandmother? A tea set. Or a quilt." Curran smiled. "If your family had a quilt, it would be made out of chimera skin and stuffed with feathers from dead angels.

Your headlights don't scare me.

We don't need teenage bouda sex fiends as interns. How do you know he is a sex fiend? He is fifteen and he's a bouda. Hello?

He referred to you as his little snack. He's a sweetie.

Just to make sure the odd humanoid aberration doesn't get away, always pin it through the nuts.

How about you don't kill anybody for a little bit? I can't make that promise. Small talk with the dragon. How are you? Eaten any adventurers lately? Sure, just had one this morning. Look, I still got his femur stuck in my teeth. Is that upsetting to you?

One does not simply ring Roland. Oh boy. I supposed I would get a lecture on the dangers of wandering into Mordor next.

Who is Hunter Becker? Becker the Gory? Lighthouse Keepers? Boston? I would've preferred Becker the Easiley Surrendering or Becker the Quite Reasonable, but beyond that his name tells me nothing.

When a man takes up arms, he does so for many reasons. Sometimes to punish, sometimes to intimidate or frighten. But when a woman picks up a weapon, she means to kill.

But she was funny sometimes, and never boring. God, it would almost be worth it to see her face when she realized that I had saved her ass again. Actually it was quite a nice ass, come to think of it. In fact, my memory of the ass and its owner seemed to be remarkably clear.

Would you like to work here with me? We have no clients and the pay is shit.

If you're really hard up, I can introduce you to my grandmother. She's a fan." Adam blinked. "She doesn't typically sleep with pretty young things, but she would make an exception in your case. You might even learn a trick or two.

Were you watching me sleep? Because I thought we agreed that's creepy.