Quotes from Alexandra Ivy

Dante to Abby: My God you are going to kill me. Again

You only break out the good stuff when you want something. Usually something that includes blood, death, and/or mayhem.

You're an idiot. Don't put words into my mouth. I might not be happy I had no choice, and I might be confused as hell, but I am not going to let others get hurt because I'm confused. Now, let's go see this horde of scary, dangerous wolves so I can get my flesh burned and hide from the humans who tried to kill me. Because that sounds like a fun way to spend the day.

Hey." Levet gave a sharp flap of his wings. "It is supposed to be farts before tarts." "What the -" Santiago made a sound of disgust. "Oh, for god's sake, it's bros before hos.

Don't let down your guard," he warned. "And stay close to me." "I think I'm going to throw up." He took a deliberate step backward. "Then that staying-close thing was more of a metaphor.

The cellar was straight off the set of a horror film. The floor was packed dirt and littered with the droppings of mice and rats. The worn stone walls were damp with a slick layer of mold. Even the air was heavy and filled with a dark sense of menace. It combined to create an atmosphere that would send most people fleeing in terror. But Edra was made of sterner stuff.

Are you kidding me? The woman leaves priceless Ming vases and Picassos lying about like they came off a sale rack at some discount store and she fills a hidden safe with musty old books?

carved this for Gaius just days before he left," he said, his voice thick. He didn't add

Something Fane fully

wrapped in the scent of her warm, tempting skin? "When a human is . . . transformed

I am not stunted. I am vertically challenged. - Levet

When Darkness Comes

Clever, clever cat. He knew precisely what to say. And how to touch, she acknowledged, as his fingers moved from her ass to trace the curve of her waist. "My need for dominance doesn't bother you?" she pressed, knowing his answer was important. Her cat would never be happy in a subservient role. "Let's say I'm willing to compromise," he said, the rasp of his breath filling the air. "I don't always have to be on top.

He might be immortal, but not even an eternity would be enough time to work through his mommy issues. It

Accept I can't change the past. I can only concentrate on the now and hope for the future.

I thought that was my room," she said, gesturing behind him. "It is." "And my shower." He sniffed with irritation. "I have a bathtub." "And that's a problem?" "I don't do bathtubs, Miss Burel." His eyebrow lifted. "Unless I have company.

Sure she'd found males attractive. But wanting them? Needing to feel their skin? Taste their lips? Run her fingers through their hair as she growled and begged them for all things dirty? Not until now. Until Jean-Baptiste.

Talk to the tail, vamp," he growled.

Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is wait.

Have faith, my friend," Char murmured. "The universe brings us happiness when we least expect it.

What was it the Chinese said…may you live in interesting times? He had a feeling that life with Mira was always going to be interesting. "This is why men lose their hair," he said.

You could never be cruel. It's simply not in your nature." She smiled wryly at his arrogant assurance. "You sound very certain for a vampire who has only known me a few months." He arched a raven brow. "It's because I'm a vampire that I know. I can read your soul, Abby, and it is as pure and beautiful as any I have ever seen.

What was the point in satin and lace if it didn't make a man struggle to speak?

Blood hell, what happened to you?" - Dante The dark wisard and I had a mild disagreement." -Viper What sort of disagreement?" -Dante I thought he should be dead and he disagreed." -Viper