Quotes About Protection

They tried to kill me," he said, his brow furrowed as he glared at them. "You saw them!" "Yeah?" I spouted off. "They weren't very good at it!" (Trent and Rachel)

Al to Pierce) "You will make sure that nasty demon Ku'Sox doesn't kill her," Al said conversational y. "Understand? You're angry, but you still like her, yes? Want to have wild demon sex with her even if she ruined your attempt to kill me? Keep her alive, and you might get some. Eh? Eh? You'd like that, mmmm?

Jenks kept me alive for two years through two death threats, a crazy banshee, and at least two serial killers. Its about time I return the favor! And if I can't, then I can sit by his bed and hold his hand as he dies, 'cause I've had plenty of practice doing that, too!

And if he is lying and he double-crosses you, I'll kill him for you." From anyone else, it would have been an idle threat, and I smiled, feeling loved. (Ivy and Rachel)

I am black," she said, and a shudder rippled through me. "I am foul with a thousand years of demon curses. Don't cross me or I will bring you and your house down. Rachel is the only clean thing I have, and you won't sully her to further your high ideas.

Rachel, you take her," my mother said, clearly uncomfortable. "She might like you." "No. Mom, no!" I protested, but it was my mother we were talking about, and it was either take the baby or have her hit the floor.

Head lowered, Al looked at his bare hands, folded in his lap. "I knew you could, otherwise I wouldn't have let you get into that position. But now everyone else knows it, too. I wasn't expecting how vulnerable you would be, and word gets around. It is too easy for…" He hesitated. "You're so damn helpless…," he tried again, his words cutting off once more. "How am I supposed to keep them off you now that they know?

Apparently their numerous tattoos gave them protection against the cold as they had no coats.

You!" she said, stepping forward with a vehement expression and her finger pointed. Heart pounding, I pressed into Al. Funny how he seemed so much safer now. (Newt, Rachel and Al)

Keep your vampire mitts off me. I'm not your friggin' blood toy.

Of course I'm shielding her, you broken feather!

It's going to be all right. You're going to be all right. She's going to leave. You don't have to worry about her again. I won't let any vampire hurt you. I can do this. I'll stay big, and make sure no one hurts you again. It'll be okay. I'll make sure you're safe.

They will hurt her just like they hurt you to get it, and I'm not going to let that happen, you dumb little shit.

Again Al touched me, but this time, his hand was gentle on my shoulder. "And if you're not, it's Ku'Sox. He knows you're too protected here, and you're a threat to him. He's summoning you. He's summoning you to where I can't follow. He's going to try to kill you!

Easy," Trent said when I stiffened, and he lifted my chin, reading the strain I'd lived with for the last few hours, the fear. "Why is it harder when those we love are in danger than when it's just us?" he whispered, and I blinked fast. I wasn't going to cry, damn it. I wasn't!

Practice . . . thou art my shield and sword.

If an ocean can be vanquished, Folsom asked, is any place safe?

Enough is as good as a feast. And it's when everyone is equal that your kids are safest.

most minimalists want to keep exactly the economic and police system that keeps them privileged. That's libertarians for you—anarchists who want police protection from their slaves.

I must trust my spacesuit not to fail. And i must remember, if i can, that really we are always in a spacesuit of one sort or another. We just don't usually see it so clearly.

Those swords are mine! Touch them and I'll use 'em to slice off your nut sack! For a coin purse!

He can learn things about me through your blood. Can learn about my sister! She briefly covered her mouth. He can see everything we've done! I don't want that leech to know what we do in private. Lothaire strolled up, making a scoffing sound. As if I don't watch you two live from a distance.

Evie, bed down." Scanning the dark, he murmured, "You doan have to be scared. I've got you." You do, don't you? Here we were in the Bagmen's lair, and I wasn't terrified for my life. Jackson would kill any that strayed too close. In fact, they should fear him. I was with the boy that monsters should fear.

And what about the piranhas?" "I doubt the fishies'll snack on anything critical." He leaned in to murmur at her ear, "They only go for small prey.