Quotes About Intrigue

No way," he said, shaking his head, shaking the image of Lise, bare-legged, her skirt hitched high, from his thoughts. "Lise, she's a sister to me." "Oh," she said, fingertips making circles just above the waist of her skirt. Wider and wider circles. "A sister," he repeated. He looked at her. There was something scratching again, in the corner above his eye, like those metal probes at the dentist clawing at your teeth.

When she returned, there was Coach T. spinning

He shook his head, again with that smile that didn't show his teeth. It was the smile of a man who hadn't been surprised in a very long time but who felt like he was finally going to be surprised again and was enjoying it.

The place was hissing with stories told behind hands as she walked into the place.

The woman was the kind of woman that the British find breathtakingly sexy and I could never figure out why. She had short, dark hair that was a little bit spiky on top and a curvy little body. She was cute, I supposed, but was no goddess. She wasn't worthy of him. And yet Sean looked like he wanted to eat her up.

He'd never met a woman who blushed as much as she did. He didn't know anyone could blush as much as she did. It fascinated him.

Shadows suited him. On James they skittered and fled, even in the dark, leaving him bright and shining. On Alex they clung and caressed, dressing him in mystery.

Just thinking about all the drama gets my tubes in a twist.

Why did you come if not to murder my king?" "I came to steal his magus." "You can't," said the magus in question. "I can steal anything," Eugenides corrected him, "even with one hand.

You're awake," he said. "Phresine is not," pointed out the queen. "Oh?" "You gave her lethium." "She gave it to me first.

A street that you have never visited is a book that you have never read! You never know what you are missing!

Every king sleeps, but not every king wakes up as king! The snakes of the intrigue crawl around during the night! The cleverest king is the least sleeping king!

For a city to be beautiful, it must have a mysterious air!

Mystery keeps man alive; it opens his ears, his eyes, and his mind! Find a mystery and try to solve it!

I like shows that have some level of intelligence to them. When it's not as predictable, when you don't know what's coming at you.

enemies on the bottoms of leaves. That's where

Maxwell Smart: And I happen to know that at this very minute, seven Coast Guard cutters are converging on this boat. Would you believe it, seven? Mr. Big: I find that pretty hard to believe. Maxwell Smart: Would you believe six? Mr. Big: I don't think so. Maxwell Smart: How about two cops in a rowboat?

He's like a lake. You assume it has great depths, pure undisturbed undiscoverable depths. You assume depths must be there because the surface is so flat--pretty and flat and utterly unrevealing. Boring almost, you might say, if you didn't know about the depths, that is, if you didn't believe they were there.

He nods. "My mum has one just the same and you have no idea how disturbing it is that it's turning me on.

An arm was instantly around his neck. A dagger to his throat. A savage growl in his ear. Sagra. How he missed her.

As Finnikin approached the queen's tent, he saw Aldron standing guard. "I need to see her," he said coldly. "You're not on my list of people who are allowed in," Aldron said. "Then may I ask where this list is?" Aldron tapped his head. "It's up here." "It's good to know that something is.

You sense that he's dangerous but don't now why - and wonder if it's because he makes you feel safer than you've ever felt.

So do you think there's more to her than meets the eye!" he teased, and Alex cursed herself for being so easy to read. "My guess is she's running from something. "No shit Sherlock", she agreed silently. "Probably a guy. It's nearly always a guy.

All she knew was that something was going wrong in her relationship, in parallel to something good and intriguing happening elsewhere and, try as she might, she felt powerless to stop either one.