Quotes from Ilona Andrews

Let's have a partnership, Kate. I offer honesty, Kate. I don't have to outrun the Beast Lord I just pissed off, Kate. I only have to outrun you and hit you with my car as I hightail it out of here.

Getting a lecture on restraint from the woman who threw a hissy fit and blew up Babylon.

Shave that jaw, brush that hair, tone down the crazy in the eyes, and he would have to fight women off with that crossbow.

I would really like to know, he said with genuine curiosity. The next time I kill someone, I'd like to do it in a way that doesn't freak you out.

I'd signed six things and my stack wasn't getting any smaller. It was like the paperwork was breeding while I worked.

I know you'll tell me to fuck off, but I think Curran loves you. Truly loves you. And I think you love him, Kate. That's rare. Think about it--if he really stood you up, why would he be so pissed off about the whole thing? You both can be assholes of the first order, so don't let the two of you throw it away. If you're going to walk away from it, at least walk away knowing the whole picture. You're right. Fuck off. I don't need him, I told her.

I thought of telling him that if it wasn't for Oklahoman cowboys and Mexican whores having a bit of fun, there would've been no Texans, but that would be counterproductive.

My tablecloth was missing in action and long, jagged scratches covered the table's surface.The scratches looked suspiciously like letters. I climbed on a chair and looked at it from above. MINE. Oh, that's great. Fantastic. So mature. Perhaps he would pull my pigtails next or stick a tack on my seat.

Can you turn so you're not pressed against me?" "I could," he said, his voice amused. "But then you would have to lie on top of me." My brain said, "NO." My body went, "Wheee!

When in doubt, poke the beehive with a stick to see if anything interesting flies out. I clapped my hands. 'I had no idea Pit teams had such pretty cheerleaders. Can you do it again, but with more spirit this time?

Go play your games with Jim. I'll find you both when I need you. Arrogant asshole. I tell you what, if you find us before those three days run out, I'll cook you a damn dinner and serve it to you naked. Is that a promise? Yes. Go fuck yourself.

I looked at the canine companion. "Me cookies. You stay.

And you expect me to commute two hours each way from the Keep to the Order. I kept my voice mild. I suppose I won't be needing my job, my house, or my clothes anymore. I didn't say that. Although let me get back to you on the clothes. It's still under consideration.

I could have fixed almost everything else, but death defeated me every time.

The Oracle rose. As one, the three witches bowed. See? Bran jerked his thumb at the three women. That's how a woman should treat a man. Next time you see me, I want you to do just like them.

And let's be honest, you weren't exactly harmed. I even took you home." "You dumped me on my doorstep. According to my mother, I looked half dead." "Your mother exaggerates. A third dead at most." I stared at him. Wow. Just wow.

I did some thinking." "That is a very dangerous pastime," Ghastek said.

I wouldn't be able to do anything with my vampire horde except make it run around in a herd, but it would be a very impressive herd.

Since we're playing that game… I tilted my face up to his and gave him a lovesick gaze. "Do you have to sneeze?" he asked. "Be quiet. I'm pretending to enjoy your company, just as you said." "Try not to strain anything." "Oh, I won't. I'm very good at faking it." That shut him up.

They had picked up Julie's scent hit wolfsbane lost her and found her trail again at the crumbling Highway 23 except it was two hours old and mixed with horse scents. She was hitchhiking. Great. Awesome. At least she always carried a knife with her. When I relayed this to Curran he shrugged and said, If she kills anybody we'll make it go away.

Next to me, Saiman smiled. We all want what we can't have, Kate. I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck.

Our standard rate. A doubloon a day. It was generous. More than generous--some families would put him up for a week for a single coin. Half a doubloon a day, she said. No, you see, the idea behind bargaining is that you ask for a larger amount.

Two years? That's entirely too long. If you want, we can take care of that. After two years it's pure therapy.

The woman said something to Roman. He stopped, turned to her, and shook his staff. She crossed her arms. I couldn't see her face, but I read the body language well enough. I shake my magic stick at you! Let me tell you what you can do with your stick...