Quotes from Ilona Andrews

Kate Daniels, deadly swordmaster. Fear my twitching pinkie.

Too much excitement, Your Majesty?" I asked. "He was standing too close." "He was asking about Andrea." "Too close. I didn't like it." Curran wrapped his arm around my shoulders and started walking, steering me away from the group. His Possessive Majesty in all of his glory.

Cute. I think I would prefer to be stabbed in the eye rather than be called cute.

I looked at him. You really need to work on your threats. I can't tell if you're threatening me or inviting me for tea.

If the lot of you survives, Curran will flay the skin off your backs, Doolittle said. That's what I always love about you, Doctor. Raphael grinned. You're a cup-halfway-full kind of guy. All flowers and sunshine.

Hi, Your Majesty, we drugged your love muffin and then let her walk out into the dark, in the snow. Her apartment is destroyed and we're not sure where she is...

It's not your job to die for your Pack! It's your job to make the other bastards die for theirs.

And how did your day go? I asked Ascanio. He turned to me, a dreamy look on his pretty face. We killed things. There was blood. Fountains of blood. And then we had barbecue.

And then what? I'll burn that bridge when I cross it.

This was hell and I was its fury.

Tiny gold sparks flared in his irises. You're in my rooms in my bathtub naked and you're still mouthing off. Did he expect anything different? Hey, I didn't kick or punch you in the throat. I consider this progress. And you haven't choked me again, which is some sort of record for you...

What is wrong with you? Many, many things.

Andrea: ....I think a dog is a great idea. I just never pictured you with a mutant poodle." Kate: "He isn't a poodle. He's a Doberman mix. Andrea: "Aha. Keep telling yourself that.

I had to give it him, to flatter and insult a woman in one propostition took talent.

What the hell is this?" Desandra asked "This is Cuddles. She's a mammoth donkey." Derek grinned, leaning on the fence. "Do you have any self-respect left?" "Nope.

You want to get married? I'll marry you right now. Is the gnome a preacher, because I'll do it. That's a hell of a proposal. What did he say? Astamur asked. He wants me to marry him. Astamur relayed it. Atsany waved his pipe and Astamur translated back. Ha! What? Curran Snarled. Atsany says you're not ready for marriage. You don't have the right temperament for it. Curran struggled with that for a second Let me know if your head's going to explode, so I can duck.

And did you have to hack his arms off?" "Yes, I did. He wouldn't go through the door." "You say it like you're proud of it. I was proud of it. It was an example of quick thinking in a difficult situation.

Roland had sworn off children—they kept trying to kill him.

The phone rang. I picked it up. Kate Daniels It's me, Curran said. I— I hung up.

The monster licked his lips, long lines of whiskers twitching, and spoke in a deep growl. Pretty, aren't I? Curran. In midform. I broke from his gaze. Adorable.

Perhaps I just wasn't scary enough. Maybe I should invest in some horns or fangs.

I had an appointment with a sexual deviant and I didn't want to be late.

You see, the mailman saw your husband during one of his walks. He's my fiancé, I told her. We are living in sin. Heather blinked, momentarily knocked off her stride, but recovered. Oh, that's nice. It's very nice. I highly recommend it.

You're the most experienced investigator I've got who's not tied up in something, and I can't ask the Consort to look look into it, because A) she and Curran are working on something else and B) when the Consort gets involved, half of the world blows up.