Quotes from Ilona Andrews

Please relay my greetings to the Beast Lord, I said. I appreciate his willingness to alter his extremely busy schedule and make and appearance. Curran show no emotion. No gloating, no anger, nothing at all. Jim looked at me, looked at Curran, looked back at me again. Kate says hi, he said finally. I'm ecstatic, Curran said.

Okay, Juke said. Your horse is a donkey, your poodle is a giant wolf breed, and your boyfriend is whatever the hell he is. You have problems.

Still think she is worth it?" Mahon asked quietly. "Of course. She is my mate." Mahon sighed. "So you decided then." "Do you think we'd be laying here bleeding in the snow if I wasn't sure?" "Good point.

You're working for the Order now. Yes. How does it feel? Well, Doctor, it feels rather sore and tingly.

As one, the shapechangers turned and looked at me. I wondered what they'd do if I asked to borrow a cup of sugar.

Is there a cookie at the end of this lecture? ... I got a cookie after all ... Dear god, the cookie was poisoned.

Did you read the instructions?" He shook his head. "Why, were you afraid they'd take your man card away?" "Are you going to help me or just make fun of me?" "Can't I do both?

Because that's what it would catch in the wild, a boar, right? I can't wait to see a pack of bunnycats take down a wild hog with those short tiny legs. Wouldn't the boar be surprised? Everybody was a comedian. May be if I oink loud enough, it'll leap across the beam and try to devour me.

Would you like to assist me with my choice of underwear as well?" My sarcasm whistled right over his head. "I would be delighted. While I'd love to see you in a balconette bra, I'm afraid for this particular occasion I would have to go with a foam-lined seamless due to the tight fit of the garment across your breasts . . . Perhaps I could come over and review what you have available . . .

I crouched on the beam. The bunnycat shivered less than a foot away. Here . . . Bunny? Kitty? Here, cute creature thing . . . Don't be scared.

The decorator of Las Colimas must have been a great admirer of both early Aztec and late Taco Bell architectural styles.

Ascanio... Yes, Consort? I think you misunderstand the whole nature of what it means to be an employee. We have a job to do; we are doing it. Or I'm doing it, and you're making it more difficult. I'm not an employee. I'm an intern. Try to be a silent intern.

Why is everyone calling me Consort? Jim designated you as Consort in official papers. You don't want to be called Mate, calling you Alpha is confusing, and 'Beast Lady' makes people laugh.

The last time we met, he tortured me," Ascanio said. He what? Could this get any worse? "You're still alive," Hugh said. "Clearly my heart wasn't in it.

The human body is an amazing organism. It can go from dead tired to completely alert in a terrified blink.

Who is there with you? Raphael Kate's voice snapped. I'll be in Atlanta in three hours. Where are you? I said it's nothing major. Bullshit. You wouldn't work with Raphael unless the Apocalypse was imminent and that was the only way to prevent it.

They're fanatics. It's like expecting humanity from a falling rock. It's not going to have a fit of compassion and not crack your skull open.

Screwy, I said. Is that a medical term? Of course.

This is payback, isn't it? Jim glared at me. Don't be ridiculous, I told him. As the Consort of the Pack, I'm far above petty revenge.

Have your vote. But know this: if you come to remove me, come in force, because if you try to separate me from him, I will kill every single one of you. My hand won't shake. My aim won't falter. My face will be the last thing you'll see before you die.

Punch any of mine, and I'll break your arm off and beat you to death with it.

Rumors said that if he got drunk enough, he sometimes got his jollies by stripping naked and scaring hikers out in the Broken into thinking he was Bigfoot.

What is he doing here? Curran growled. He's Roland's Warlord. He's here for me. He was here for the woman who had broken his master's blade. Tough luck. You're mine.

Lyc-V is a jealous virus. It exterminates all other invaders with extreme prejudice.