Quotes from Ilona Andrews

Take my hand and bring your sword. The universe is waiting.

Most men got married because they were comfortable where they were, and breaking free was too hard and too unpleasant.

It's not always about one's personal happiness. Sometimes it has to be about the obligation we have to others. A duty to pay back for the gift you were given.

It must be so nice to have someone like him watching your back. Someone competent. Decisive. Someone who has his shit together. Too bad he is an enemy.

A vivid image of a man with a pencil through his left eye orbit flashed before me, complete with bloody smudges of my fingerprints on the yellow shaft of the pencil. Thank you, dear memory, for once again attempting to sabotage my conversation.

She tasted fresh and sweet. What do you know? He had expected poison and ash.

A torrent of obscenities washed over me. Having spent a considerable amount of time in Jim's company before, I was able to distill the gist of his displeasure from his filthy tirade: if he had known the tech was going to hit, he would've brought a gas-guzzling vehicle instead of two pieces of meat with skinny legs and a hysterical disposition.

I'm willing to abandon the tender embrace of my future mother-in-law for your sake. About that, Aunt B said. I'm coming, too. Dead God, the cookie was poisoned.

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

Some people awoke to escape their nightmares. I awoke into one.

Can you play guitar too?" Leon asked. "Because if you can, I'll go kill myself right now." "No, but I can sing a little," Mad Rogan said. "God damn it!" Leon punched the table. "Calm yourself," Bern told him.

Hard to live like a king without toilet paper.

He said he'd met a girl with stardust on her robe, and when he looked into her eyes, he saw the universe looking back.

The silence hung over the table, ominous and heavy. Hugh frowned. She tensed. The shapeshifters leaned forward slightly. "Where is the bacon?

Some part of me is still convinced it's a fluke and eventually it will be ripped away from me. Deep down I expect it. Any hint of it and I roll down the cliff.

Who cares about dates? It's when you're under pressure together, that's what counts.

Volunteering was for suckers, and he wouldn't get any information out of me unless it was absolutely necessary.

Next to him Elara stood, her teeth clenched. Okay. First things first. He would win this battle and then he would figure out what the hell she was and what he had gotten himself and his people into.

I checked his eyes and saw the familiar superiority. He was painfully aware that his world was populated with people of lesser intelligence, and his eyes told me he was regretfully resigned to slumming. Saiman.

when they give you a choice, it's a selection of handpicked possibilities they have prescreened. No matter what you decide, the core choice has already been made, and you weren't involved in it.

Eating Orro's food was as close as you could get to nirvana without enlightenment.

The two of them, Cassida and Gabriel, thought they could simply take everything she'd worked for. They thought she would roll over. Ramona laughed. It sounded like a promise of murder.

If I closed my eyes, I could almost convince myself it was Dad grilling outside rather than some werewolf with entitlement issues.

Oh. They were trying to be inconspicuous. I bit my lip to keep from laughing. I'd never had an attempt at intimidation whispered at me before.