Quotes from Gena Showalter

He had no one but himself to blame, for he'd opened himself up to it. Just a fraction at first, like a crack in a window. But the funny thing was, once you welcomed in a breeze, there was no stopping what came next. A wind, a storm, thunder and lightning, until you could no longer reach the window to close it—and didn't really want to anyway. That's what this new darkness was. Evil in its purest form... -Paris

What was worse, he couldn't tell her how much he thought he maybe might kinda sorta love her.

But I gotta say, I am so proud right now." Axel flattened his hand over his heart. "You borrowed my patented move, proving I'm made of more than awesome. I'm awesalicious. Is that a word? It's probably a girl word, but who cares! Seriously. Do you see a tear in my eye? Because I'm pretty sure I feel one.

It shall be my pleasure to remedy it. First, it is not your strength or your speed that draws me. It's your...everything. Your laugh, your wit, your emotions and the way they change. Your courage, your sweetness, your near obsessive delight in cookies. Second, you are indeed a prize. You've made me want what no one else ever had. A communion of bodies." -Zacharel to Annabelle

Enjoy him while it lasts," I called. "Apparently he has Girlfriend ADD." She looked away, but not before I caught the blush staining her cheeks.

When I find my consort, I plan to stab him in the heart before he can cause me a moment's unease. -Taliyah

She stopped at the desk and held up a can for his view. "This looks like an ordinary hairspray can, right?" "Of course." he said though he had no idea what hairspray was.

You're making me rethink my stance on cold-blooded homicide.

I never lie- except for the few times I do in fact lie, but it's never intentional, and i'm totally telling the truth right now" She raised her right hand "promise".

get a reward for surviving," Kat was saying. "You can start by taking off all you clothes and?" "I don't need to hear this, Miss Parker," Mr. Ankh snapped. "?showering," she finished. "Alone. Of course. I like my men clean.

Kaia darling, Willaim said, nearly leaping over a stand of beef jerky in his haste to reach her. Are you here to fight the strippers who just enjoyed hours of my company? Hardly, she said, tossing her glorious mane of hair over her shoulder with a single flip of her wrist. I'm here to thank them for keeping you occupied. Please tell me they're still with you.

I'd rather the world considered me crazy while I go down fighting than spend the rest of my life hiding from the truth.

Strider: "Pull Over," he commanded. "What?" William flicked him a now's-not-the-time-to-joke glance. "We just got a little peace and quiet and you want to ruin it all just to piss? You're such a baby." "Red Hots, dude." He'd ruin ANYTHING for a mouthful of those. "Now pull the fuck over." "Oh, Gummy Bears. You should have said so.

Even the smallest light can grow until there's no darkness left.

Me: I think we should have sex again. Royce: Bad idea. Me: Why? Royce: I want more from you than sex. Me: Goodbye, you prudish bastard.

Lord Kane beat me up," one said with a grin. There was blood on his teeth. "Did you see?" "Best. Night. Ever.

He gave her what no one else had ever been able to give. A past to cherish. A present to enjoy. A future to anticipate

Princess, your temper tantrums make you as defective as an open-ended condom.

One step, two...three...Soon she was in front of Aeron, smiling at her success. "What was that?" he asked. "Walking." "Took you so long, I'm officially fifty years older." She raised her chin, pride undiminished. "Well, I didn't fall.

Real love never fails, never fades, and the greatest expression of it is giving.

Pickup line... pickup line... she racked her brain until she found an explanation and brightened. "Mine would be—roses are red, violets are blue, if you don't do what I say I will kill you.

I'm usually a big fan of sexual tension, but this is like an X-rated kindergarten class, with two little jerks crushing on each other, both too stupid to admit it out loud.

So you owe me." "Exactly. I pay in kisses." "Good thing I accept that currency.

William whispered, "You're about to find out how your liver tastes, my friend." "I have tasted it already," Zacharel said, his voice its usual monotone. The snowflakes began to fall in earnest, tiny at first, but growing in diameter. An arctic wind blustered around. "It was a bit salty." How the hell was a guy supposed to respond to that?