Quotes About Werewolf

Hey, Cormac. You ever have to deal with a PMSing werewolf?

So, Cormac, have you ever dealt with a PMSing werewolf?' No.' Well, it's a real bitch...

It doesn't bother you that your canine brethren are being paraded around show rings like slaves?" "My canine brethren?" I said. "I don'thave any canine brethren." "How can you say that! You're a werewolf." "That's right. I'm a werewolf, not a poodle. What makes you think I have any kinship with dogs?

So when the moon's only partly full, you only feel a little wolfy?" "You could say that." "Well, you can go ahead and hang your head out the car window if you feel like it." "I'm a werewolf, not a golden retriever.

The fells contract, regroup in starker forms; Dusk tightens on them, as the wind gets up And stretches hungrily: tensed at the nape, The coarse heath bristles like a living pelt. William Dunlop Landscape as Werewolf

Mr. Arbuthnot certainly was not prepared for her response to his statement that February was a dangerous month. "It is," answered Laura with almost violent agreement. "If you are a were-wolf, and very likely you may be, for lots of people are without knowing, February, of all months, is the month when you are most likely to go out on a dark windy night and worry sheep.

It is," answered Laura with almost violent agreement. "If you are a were-wolf, and very likely you may be, for lots of people are without knowing, February, of all months, is the month when you are most likely to go out on a dark windy night and worry sheep.

Good organization," said Magnus. "I knew the man who founded it, back in the 1800s. Woolsey Scot. Respectable old werewolf family." Alec made an ugly sound in the back of his throat. "Did you sleep with him, too?" Magnus's cat eyes widened. "Alexander!

Don't bother her, don't try to talk to her, don't even look at her, or I'll fold you in half so many times you'll look like a tiny little origami werewolf.

The first morning Simon had been at Amatis's house, a grinning lycanthrope had showed up on the doorstep with a live cat for him. "Blood," he'd said, in a heavily accented voice. "For you. Fresh!" Simon had thanked the werewolf, waited from him to leave, and let the cat go, his expression faintly green. "We'll you're going to have to get your blood from somewhere ," said Luke, looking amused. "I have a pet cat," Simon replied. "There's no way.

Fine," Kyle said. "I'm a werewolf. I'm not part of a pack, but I do have an alliance. Have you heard of the Praetor Lupus?" "I've heard of lupus," said Simon. "Isn't it a kind of disease?

Bitten? You mean you're a-" "A werewolf," said the girl. "Like everyone else here. Except you, and the asshole. And the asshole's sister.

I'm a werewolf, not a golden retriever." (Luke/Lucian)

Magnus called me and asked me to come and see you. He tried to reach you, but he couldn't. He wants you to put him in touch with the Praetor Lupus." "Put him in touch with…" Jordan shook his head. "You can't just call the Praetor. It's not like 1-800-WEREWOLF.

Interesting" he said. "You know, Simon never mentioned that his roommate was a werewolf.

Kyle is a werewolf?"asked Simon "Of course he's a werewolf,you moron"said Jace

Luke could only imagine the odd picture they made: the starving vampire, the dying warlock, and the werewolf keeping watch at the window.

Oh, this is a real emergency?" Alec exclaimed, and brightened immeasurably. For a moment Magnus felt pleased that a maddened werewolf was ravaging downtown Manhattan, if it made Alec look like that. "I figured it was one of those things where you arranged to have a friend call you so that you could get out of a sucky date." "Ha ha," said Magnus. "I didn't know people did that.

You can't just call the Praetor. It's not like 1-800-WEREWOLF.

Sorry," she said breathlessly. "I got lost in the crowd." "I noticed," he said. "One second I was dancing with you, and the next you were gone and a very persistent werewolf was trying to get the buttons on my jeans undone." Sebastian chuckled. "Girl or boy werewolf?" "Not sure. Either way, they could have used a shave.

I would say 'American Werewolf in London' is like an unconventional buddy movie: even if the buddy dies 20 minutes in, he still remains throughout the picture, and their partnership is one of the best things in the movie.

I loved Tristan in Nancy Collins' run. I love Vampirella having a werewolf paramour; it's too fun. Coleridge had to come with them, of course, to set up her spooky new manor up in the hills of Los Angeles, and also because he's just a delight.

That was some weird shit. A hospital run by demons, with a nursery run by a werewolf, a vampire and an ex-angel. There was a book or a TV show in there somewhere.

Now, con said grimly, "I go to kill a werewolf and claim my woman." ~Con