Quotes About Unexpected

Turned out Qhuinn was a snuggler. Who knew—and how fabulous.

He went over to the leathers and picked them up. Nice Catholic boy like him didn't know much about BDSM, but it looked like he was going to learn firsthand. Taking out his cellphone, he hit V, but didn't expect an answer. He guessed GPS was going to have to come in handy once again.

I know what it's like to not have hope," Qhuinn said roughly. "But destiny can surprise you.

Well, wasn't this a night for firsts. Sex. Arson. Pants.

How can something so . . . huge happen so fast?

the only one who wanted to be free. Surprise, surprise. CHAPTER

collisions were collisions and couldn't be planned...

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

As V dropped the bomb, there was a momentary period of silent saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay-whaaaaaaaaaaaaat. Then a shit-ton of gasps and cursing in the room, all kinds of WTF hitting the airwaves.

When a figure materialized from out of nowhere right next to him, Qhuinn nearly pulled his trigger, but the blond and black head of hair was unmistakable. "Do you want to get shot?" Qhuinn demanded. In a Darth Vader voice, the angel shot back, "Your weapons are nothing against me." "For fuck's sake—" -Qhuinn & Lassiter

He came into her life wearing a Syracuse ball cap and blue jeans that had holes in them.

Up in front, Fritz, as his name was, was driving like a bat out of hell—not exactly something you expected from a butler who looked like he was seven thousand years old.

Pigs flying. Hell freezing over. Miley planting her twerking ass in a chair and keeping it there as a public service.

How many are with you", Sahvage said roughly as the Brother came forward. "All of them." At that, more figures stepped forward… Vishous, who now had a goatee. Murdher, who was still red-and-black-haired. And then there were others whose faces he didn't recognize. And there were others who he expected to see and did not. But it had been a very, very long time. Things changed.

And yet, as inevitable as this felt, there was so much that was unexpected, too. She hadn't anticipated feeling so . . . powerful: She got the very clear sense that as big as he was, as strong as he was, she was in charge—anything she wanted from him, needed from him, he would give her, do for her, find for her. After he was finished with the sex.

Well, what do you know, not only did it turn out her ovaries had a little spark left in them—the suckers might as well have exploded between her hip bones. When

Funny how your life could be interrupted: You left a house expecting to come back, but then the path you were on took you left instead of around again to the right. How

Well, wasn't this a night for firsts. Sex. Arson. Pants.

But that was life: Nobody got a guided tour to their own theme park. You had to hop on the rides as they presented themselves, never knowing whether you would like the one you were in line for . . . or if the bastard was going to make you throw up your corn dog and your cotton candy all over the place.

Who'd have thought Rhage would be the Bitty-whisperer...

There was absolutely nothing about her that courted notice. She wasn't anything like the females he went for. And she held his attention like a marching band.

You know, life put you in places you never expected

Jesus Christ. This evening, which hadn't even started out so well, had turned into a sixteen-car pileup on the road to relationshipville.

Here was this human female, who wasn't half his weight, who was ill, who'd just found out she had a vampire in her house¡ªand she was worried about protecting him.