Quotes from Ilona Andrews

My twenty-eight-year-old sister took the time out of her busy schedule of wrenching the truth from terrorists and murderers and preparing for an extended trip overseas

Mhm, Kate, the chief of security. Sexy. Who better to guard my body than the woman who owns it?" "Curran, I will punch you." "Rough play." Curran pretended to shiver in excitement.

Safety glasses, Catalina!

I like that you're jealous." "Rogan, put the car back." "Come to dinner with me tonight and I'll consider it." Yes! "No. I don't negotiate with terrorists." "If you don't go to dinner with me, I'll have to do something drastic like stand by your window with a boom box blasting some idiotically sappy song.

I bloody hated bodyguard detail. On regular jobs, I had to depend only on myself. But bodyguard detail was a couple's kind of dance. You had to work with the body you guarded, and in my experience, bodies proved uncooperative.

No challenge, no matter how insignificant, can be left unanswered. Even a cry in the wilderness must be acknowledged, because someone might have heard it.

I don't believe she sees him as family," Cornelius said. "She can see him however she wants. I only care how Rogan sees me.

I'm your father. That's the great privilege of parenthood; we can comment on whatever we want.

You're out of your league, Curran said. No shit. I really didn't handle this whole thing too well, did I? No, he said. His voice held no sympathy. I wanted to ask for a do-over. I would be more restrained the second time around. Less mouthy. Unfortunately in real life you rarely got a do-over.

I made someone's day better. Today wasn't a complete loss.

I'm going to name him Olasard, after he who hunts the evildoers and rips out their souls." The Ripper of Souls gave me a befuddled look.

There was no better leash than saving the life of someone you loved. It made people do terrible things.

I'll stand next to you and look menacing." "No need to stand. You can sit and look menacing." "Thank you, my queen.

Sean called 'em space chickens.

Well, you don't get to have any of my bullshit. I'm keeping it." Okay, and that didn't sound childish. Not at all.

one of my first achievements was to blow up the warehouse all of us called home.

When I went off the rails, I didn't do it halfway. No, I flipped a few times, caught a lot of air, and then exploded in a fiery crash.

I like Eeyore. He's sensible. A sober outlook on life never hurt anyone.

She was pretty sure that if you died in the South, you'd have a layover in Atlanta before you reached the afterlife. But

Well, if he wasn't dead, he definitely wasn't happy. Great, I've turned into my mother. That's what she would say.

Those we love know us the best. They know all the right places to strike.

It's not that I'm that evil, really. I'm just beloved by evil things.

I survived. Had I hit my head on the wall when Rutger had thrown me, I could've died today. Right now I could be dead instead of sitting here in my office, twenty feet from my home. My mom could be in the morgue, identifying me on a slab. My heart pounded in my chest. Nausea crept up, squeezing my throat. I leaned forward and concentrated on breathing. Deep, calm breaths. I just had to let myself work through it. In and out. In and out. Slowly the anxiety receded. In and out.

I couldn't see Jim's face from all the way up here, but I recognized his pose well enough. It was his "what the hell is this bullshit?" pose.