Quotes from Kerrelyn Sparks

Gregori jolted back. "Snap! You couldn't control one measly mortal?" Roman clenched his fists. "No." Gregori slapped a hand against his brow. "Snap!" "Why the hell are you snapping? Are you a turtle?" It was times like this that firing Gregori seemed to be the wise choice.

one of my favorites: Robby gave her a skeptical look. "Ye're an angel of death. No offense, but I would call that a wee bit of harm." "We're called Deliverers, actually. And we're not supposed to take someone before their time." "How does that work?" Gregori lifted his camera, focusing on her. "I mean do you just go down a line, saying, 'Eenie meenie mynie moe, sorry, dude you gotta go'?

I don't want to hurt anyone" Laszlo fiddled with a button on his tux jacket. "Can't we convince the CIA that some of us are peaceful?" "we'll have to try" Angus folded his arms across his broad chest. "And if they doona believe we're peaceful, then we'll have to kill the bastards." Roman frowned, somehow their Highlander logic escaped him.

She stumbled back a step. "Carlos was the…?" "Panther, aye." "He's a cat?" And her boss was a dog. She shook her head. Was her next door neighbor a goldfish?

Roman might have survived the Great Vampire War of 1710, but he was about to face an even worse terror. A mortal female in full rage.

Sweetheart, if it's not too much of an imposition, I would be forever beholden to you if you could kindly assume a reclining position so I can screw your brains out.

Jack grabbed Phil's arm to teleport back to Romatech. Phil muttered a curse. "If you say one word about this to the other guys, I will stake you in your sleep." "Don't worry, sweetheart. If they find out about this, I'll stake myself.

My point, exactly. Those poor women are so malnourished, they can't think straight. Take my friend Sasha. Her idea of a three-course meal is a celery stick, a cherry tomato, and a laxative. She's killing herself to fit into these clothes. Women like me can't dress like that.

There's no bright side," Phineas objected. "The man's got no gonads." "But she hit the target," Carlos said. "The man has got no gonads," Phineas repeated forcefully. "It was an accident." Caitlyn set her gun on the counter. "I was aiming for his chest." "You blew his pecker to Connecticut," Phineas muttered. She grinned. "I think you have issues, Phineas. It was only a paper pecker.

Shanna was across the room with her new husband, chatting happily with Gregori's mother. With a sly grin, Gregori motioned toward them. "Let's go congratulate Roman for taking five hundred years to find a bride.

She's easy to use." Laszlo pointed at the doll's neck. "You remove the clamp, insert the small funnel, select two quarts of your favorite blood from Romatech Industries, and fill her up." I see. Does she light up when she's running low?" Laszlo frowned. "I suppose I could put in an indicator light-

Oh yeah. It would be terrible for you to have only one working fang. Your friends might want to call you Lefty

Connor turned to Vanda. "I'll need to check yer bag, too." "I thought you'd never ask." Vanda tossed her bag onto the table. She was ready for him this time. He opened her silver evening bag. His eyes widened. She was quite proud that she'd managed to squeeze a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, her back massager, and a bottle of Viagra into such a tiny handbag. She smiled sweetly. "Something wrong, Connor?

That's Carlos?" Phineas lowered his sword and whistled under his breath. "Hello, kitty.

We have some nachos left." Carlos motioned to a plate on the table. "But I don't suppose you're interested." "I already ate." Ian sat at the end of the table. "Anyone we know?" Carlos's amber eyes twinkled. "Ouch." He glared at Toni.

I probably shouldn't trust you. But for some reason, I do. She climbed out of the car, and instantly his entire body wakened to her proximity. You're right, he whispered, lifting a hand to touch her cheek. You shouldn't trust me at all.

I went to college. Got a master's degree. Went to Quantico for training. Been chasing down bad guys." She gave her grandmother a wry look. "You know, the usual girly stuff.

What is 45 minutes to an old goat like you?" - Vanda "I believe it is still 45 minutes." - Connor

Well, guess what?" Shanna's excited voice interrupted his thoughts. "They're going to have twins! Isn't that exciting!" Robby nodded. "Aye. I can barely contain myself." She gave him a wry look. "You should try to be happy for your friends." "I am. I'm delighted that everyone but me is happily married and multiplying like bloody rabbits.