Quotes from Gena Showalter

Sometimes war is the only path to peace.

What should I do? he demanded of his demon, abandoning thoughts about "all of you." They'd gotten him nowhere. As Strider would say, the backpack and scroll could suck it. At

Fate says: When a door closes, you're not meant to go in. We say: Kick the door down.

If left unchecked, my feelings can be a weapon more dangerous than a gun or a knife. They can send me sprinting down the wrong path and put me in the wrong place at the wrong time. They can hold me in darkness, blinding me to Light. They can make me soar one moment, and send me crashing the next. I must rise above. Must do what's right even when everything around me is wrong.

I'll be back in five minutes," I said. His eyes narrowed further, mere slits that completely blocked the color of his irises. "That confident?" "Oh, yes. If you'll excuse me, Ren. Agent Luscious," I said, nodding to Lucius before I sauntered past him and out of the room. Had I forgotten to mention that Sahara Rose didn't like men? Oopsie.

A volte quello che vogliamo non è quello di cui abbiamo bisogno.

tourmaline. But

Just as I rounded the corner, I heard a high-pitched you're-looking-good whistle. I turned sharply on the balls of my feet. My neighbor, Eddie Briggs, paled when he realized who he'd just objectified. He was damn lucky I didn't knife him.

Wait," she called. She too stood, the chair skidding behind her. I didn't turn fully, but glanced over my shoulder. "Yes?" "What's your name?" she asked. "Eden Black." I paused. "Alien assassin. Don't worry. I will take care of EenLi." Her "thank you" echoed in my ears as the door closed behind me.

Las dos veces anteriores, sólo su sabor había causado que los instintos de Noelle se propulsaran sobre una cornisa que no podía ver hasta ser muy tarde. Él era una droga para ella, capaz de destruir cualquier barrera, rápidamente adictivo, calentándola inexorablemente, haciéndola girar más y más hasta el fondo de lo que podría llegar a ser una profunda y oscura caverna de soledad, o un brillante y devorante lecho de pasión.

Why were some people born into blessing and others born into curse?

When a storm comes, the lie will crumble and fall, and only the truth will remain

oh little piggies" thane said his voice soft yet dramatic. "such sweet treats. how you send so many women...into heat.

When I flip you off, run. I've just told you how many seconds you have left to live.

fill my plate and a bowl with all kinds of goodies I haven't had in over a year. A slice of chocolate cake—priorities!—a scoop of chicken potpie, slice of chocolate cake, scoop of yam casserole, slice of chocolate cake, two scoops of mashed potatoes, a slice of chocolate cake, a scoop of buttery green beans, a slice of chocolate cake—

Maybe fate will be kinder in the next life

Doing what's right isn't always supported by those around you. Even the most well-meaning people can stumble into darkness.

He was her boyfriend, but not really her boyfriend, even though technically he was, in fact, her boyfriend, even though he wasn't truly her boyfriend. Whatever. It made sense in her head.

Those who are weak, lie. Those who are strong, defend the truth, whatever the cost.

Life isn't about what you gain; it's about what you give.

I have no friends. Who are you? What are you doing here?" "Massster used to call me Legion before he called me Ssstupid Idiot." It moved one step closer, humming with giddiness. Grinning, fangs making another appearance. "Want to play?" Legion. Interesting. "One of a thousand what?" "Minionsss." Another step. Servants of hell, Wrath supplied with disgust. Useless, disposable, unworthy. Eat him. Aeron

Life might not go the way we think we want, might even lead us through dark nights and across stormy seas, but we can't give up. The only sure way to fail is to quit. We are Lights of the world. and we must keep fighting for what is good and right- we must keep fighting for love.

Yes. Me. I'm an immortal made for war, and killing is what I do. What I'm good at. I do not live by the same rules as other people, those who do not have to fight to retain their liberties, those who let others do the fighting for them, then scoff at the results." - Knox

She was treading on thin ice—with cleats.