Quotes from Ilona Andrews

Curran grinned at me, his gray eyes happy. "Hey, baby. You come here often?" I laughed. "Your hand looks heavy. Let me hold it for you." He squeezed my hand with his warm fingers. "Smooth," Jynx murmured. Andre winked at her. "Hey, Jynx, your hand—" "Touch me and I'll break you," she told him. "Aww.

Come on, guys, don't just stand there. Grab a spoon and let's get busy." Nobody said anything or moved. "What? How did you think this worked? That I would wiggle my nose and sniff out the poison? If only. No, you eat it and if you die, I can say, 'Yes, it's been poisoned.

Shit Bug said, his face sour. It's that thing again. We've been dealing with it since Pierce. You think you have a lead and then poof - he made a puffing motion with his fingers - it melts into nothing and all you have is frustration and the far noise your face makes when you hit you desk with it. Fart.... what?

If I have to murder Hugh, I don't want to do it naked," he said. "It would be weird.

I had once read a book that said a traveler should always have one and it made a lot of sense.

Are you okay?" "I'm tired. My knee is hurting again and I'm trying to teleport myself upstairs." "Um, Kate, you can't do that." "I know. But I'm trying very hard. Let me know if I start fading?

Teddy bear looked like he was suffering from murder withdrawal.

The Scourge of Mexico and the most terrifying Prime in Houston unhinged his manly jaws and said the only thing he could, "Yes, Mother.

I tried to scrounge up some awe but only got anxiety instead.

Father, you are sending mixed signals. You dispatched a woman to murder me today and now you're upset about my wedding reception?

A fully human Derek stood right in front of me. His eyes were aglow, and he looked at me as if I were the thing he wanted most in the entire world.

You are not a gentle flower who spends its whole life in a greenhouse. You are a wildfire, Lark. A wildfire.

You dare to wrestle with my mind? I'm the Plaguebringer. Gods flee when they hear me coming." "If my hands weren't busy, I'd clap for you.

There comes a point where you have to stop trying to repair yourself and accept the fact that you're broken.

The lack of money is the root of all evil, Mr. Meadows.

One minute later we sat on the bed, staring at a plate on the floor with two chocolate chip cookies and a small puddle of honey. "I don't think you understand the whole predatory cat thing," Andrea informed me.

And you brought the ski mask?" "Yes. It's not cold, though, even up above." "It's not for the cold. The pegasi like to chase birds. Birds don't like to be chased." "Okay." Whatever that meant. Chapter 10 BIRDS WERE ASSHOLES.

Man can't handle the chaos. Oh, you can understand it in the abstract, as long as you don't think about it too hard. But at the core of it, whenever humans come against chaos, they deal with it in one of three ways. ... Faced with chaos you will either ignore it, dance around it, or you will go mad.

It's the way of our universe. A never-ending chain of cannibalism: the stronger prey on the weaker only to become prey in return. The only way to win the game is to not play.

Things would be so easy if it wasn't for feelings.

Stay near me on the way back." Surprise slapped her face. She turned it into cold arrogance. "Worried about my survival?" "Don't want to miss an opportunity to use you as a body shield." "How sweet of you." "Stay near me, Elara." He walked away before she could come back at him with something clever.

Tony looked at me with the long-suffering patience of an adult child who knew an educational lecture was coming and there was no way to escape. "One

You're like a crazy cat lady, but you collect killers instead of fluffy cats." "I don't collect killers." "Yes, you do, and those who aren't killers turn into killers by the time you're done. You made Julie into a maniac. That child has more knives on her than a squad of the PAD. Christopher was the only stray who couldn't fight, and now it turns out he's a god of terror. Why am I not surprised?

So, are we still on tonight? For our dinner?" I asked. "Hell, yes. We're on for tonight. We're on for tomorrow. We're on for the foreseeable future.