Quotes from Patricia Briggs

I told them,' he said in a clear, carrying voice, 'that they should not give someone as old and powerful as I a daughter to love. That it would end badly.

Interesting, thought Brother Wolf, seeing wounded prey. An easy meal.

Her eyes grew black, and her face went blank, but she held on, mouthing one word over and over—Samuel's name. Samuel went to his knees, too, his eyes white and wild.

When you're sixteen, sometimes you need the adults in the room to step in.

The day you take that advice is the day I listen to it from you.

He could have told her that he had no intention of bedding her, but he tried not to lie. Not even to himself. So he stayed silent.

I pulled out the quilt I was making for my sister's baby. After years of barrenness, Ani was preparing for the birth of her first child in late summer. As fast as I sewed, I might get it done by the child's twelfth year.

He ate lunch at his favorite Indian-vegan restaurant because the food was good and because it amused him—an ancient werewolf eating New Age vegan. And it was petty of him, but one of the waitresses was terrified of him and another one was vaguely disapproving—as if she could smell the meat on his breath. He enjoyed both reactions.

As for other mischief—my song has claimed this place for now. No evil may enter without invitation. They cannot come in." He glanced beyond us, behind Adam and me, toward the basement. "Not for a while.

You are looking at this wrong. You think I hold my territory by the might of my fist. But that's not it. I hold my territory by consent of the governed. I think it is a very American concept, which might be why you never looked for it." — Adam Hauptman, Columbia Basin Pack Alpha, to Iacopo (Jacob) Bonarata, Lord of the Night (master vampire of Milan)

Take Carnwennen as the means. Your mate's life as the reason. Our geas as the cost. True love your reward. Remind her of the Wild Hunt.

Maybe my mother had been right, and I should have been a lawyer. She always maintained that at least as a lawyer my contrary nature would be an asset.

It wasn't until then that Isaac realized Charles had begun changing to wolf. Isaac couldn't speak – except to swear at the worst bits – while he changed, and Charles could have a regular conversation, or something pretty close to it. Damn. When he grew up, he wanted to be like Charles.

One by one, two by two, the Hardesty witches are traveling through. With a storm of curses, they call from their tomes; they will drink your blood and dine on your bones.

The older you are, the more you fear change, even if you think you are in charge. Especially if you think you are in charge.

She needs feeding up. Leo never could take care of the gifts he was given.' 'He wasn't given Anna,' Charles said. 'He hunted her down.' Tag's face stilled. 'He Changed an Omega by force?

All change brings bad things and good things to replace the bad and good things that were before. It is natural to look back and say it was better before - but that does not make it true. Different is not worse. It is just different.

There was a kind of special-hell dimension that existed only when boredom and terror combined, because numbness never quite settles.

Actually, I've never read de Troyes." Probably the most famous of the medieval authors of Arthurian tales. "I took a class in German medieval lit and de Troyes was French." He shrugged…

Samuel had the same gift of never being out of place, always fitting in, while at the same time he conveyed the sense that here was someone special, someone important. People liked him instinctively, and trusted him. It served him well as a doctor, but I was inclined to think it served him a little too well as a man. He was too used to getting his way. When charm didn't cut it, he used a tactical brain that would have done credit to Rommel.

She, human and wolf both, craved him like a junkie just as she craved all the things he seemed to promise: safety, love, hope - a place to belong.

I was raised in the backwoods of Montana. I can hit a duck on the wing." Maybe. Probably. I'd never shot a duck in my life; I prefer hunting on all fours. "Where I come from, a gun is a weapon, not a TV prop, and if all the bad guys are dead, our side of the story is the only one that gets told.

Bonarata was charming, but I couldn't forget or forgive him for

He knew that Wiccans consider themselves witches—and some of them had enough witchblood to make it so. But witches, the real thing, weren't witches because of what they believed, but because of genetic heritage.