Quotes About Danger

Try to kiss me, Detective, you won't wake up for a week.

V shook his head. "Remember what you saw in that clearing, cop? How'd you like that anywhere near a female you loved?" Butch put down the Bud without drinking from it. His eyes traveled over Rhage's body. "We're going to need a shitload of steel," the human muttered.

you know what they say about messengers, right? Excuse me? Too much bad news will get you shot.[...]

In the Old Language, she hissed, "If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find you where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you until you drown." That last word was drawn out, until its syllable was lost in more growling. Dead silence. Until Doc Jane said dryly, "Annnnd this is why they say the female of the species is more dangerous than the male.

Go 'head. Those freaky-ass black eyes had stared at Butch with the intensity of a shark. Crack open that door. Run your little heart out. Run fast, run smart, call for help. Just know that I'll come after you. Like a hearse. - Zsadist

What happened to you? she asked. I got hit in the side. With what? A knife.

You almost died tonight , he wanted to say. You dumb son of a bitch, you nearly died ... and then what would we have done? And not "we" as in the Brotherhood. Not even "we" as in he and John. More like … "me".

Maybe I could do it. Darius shot him a dry look. You want to try to get back into your house after the fact? Wellsie will stake you through the heart and leave you for the sun, my friend. Tohrment winced. Good point. And then she'll come looking for me. Both males shuddered.

Stop it. Do not feel safe with him. The Stockholm Syndrome is not your friend.

I want that, he said fiercely. What? For you to be around. Her breath caught. A tenuous hope took fire in her chest. Really? He closed his glowing eyes and shook his head. Yeah. It's fucking stupid. It's crazy. It's dangerous. So it'll fit right into your life script. He laughed and looked down at her. Yeah, pretty much.

Wellsie frowned. I'd like you to stay away from him, okay? He's...not right in a lot of ways. Do you know what I mean? Actually, John wasn't so sure about that. Yeah, the guy was enough to make you think fondly of the boogeyman sometimes, but clearly he wasn't all bad.

The human reached inside Wrath's jacket and started pulling out weapons. Three throwing stars, a switchblade, a handgun, a length of chain. "Jesus Christ," the cop muttered as he dropped the steel links on the ground with the rest of the load. "You got some ID? Or wasn't there enough room in here for a wallet, considering you're carrying about thirty pounds of concealed weapons?

Otherwise, three little words would have leaked from his mouth. And undoubtedly doomed him in ways he couldn't even guess at. Bad time. Bad place. For that kind of thing. Forever.

I do not crave this But he needed it before he became a danger to himself and others.

you know what they say about messengers, right? Excuse me? Too much bad news will get you shot.

His big body was nothing but death waiting for a place to happen.

Excuse me," she cut in. "Is that a grenade?" Ehric looked at the compact, palm-sized bomb in his hand. "Why, yes. It is.

A couple of inches up and right and he would have been a soprano.

That cat was a traitor. And if by some miracle she lived through the night, he was getting downgraded to Tender Vitals.

If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find you where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you until you drown.

Ruhn had bared his fangs—which had descended all the way, their points like those of knives—and his already big body seemed to have swelled with aggression, becoming something huge and very deadly. As Saxton noted the transformation, his brain bifurcated, half of it remaining engaged with Minnie and the story…and the other part? All he could think of was what it would be like to have sex with that.

And he'd cozied up to a lightning strike once or twice before.

now he knew why God didn't give people superpowers. Humans were dangerous enough as it was. . .

Hannibal Lecter motherfucker," he murmured. "You know how we do." Trez shook the water off his hand. "Symphaths… it's what's for dinner