Quotes About Confrontation

Secret to what? Secret to shutting you up, he said. I just have to beat you till you're half-dead, then give you chicken soup and--he raised his hands--blessed silence.

Oh. So the best way to fight you is to strip naked and attack? His eyes flashed with a wicked light. Yes. You should try it and see what happens.

Curran struck at my wrist. His fingers were cat-quick, but I had spent my life honing my reflexes, and he missed. "Well, look at that." I studied my free wrist. "Denied. Good-bye

Ready to put your claws where your mouth is, or are you going to cringe behind the big boys and yip all day? His eyes flared yellow Is that a challenge? Yes it is.

Go home, kiss your wives, hug your children and put your affairs in order, because tomorrow I will burn your neighborhood to the ground. We will kill you, your families, your neighbors, your pets, and anyone who will stand in our path. An attack on my family will not go unpunished.

One school of thought says that the best way to handle an issue like this is exposure therapy, Mad Rogan said. For example, if you're terrified of snakes, repeated handling of them will cure it. Aha. I'm not handling your snake.

I want to punish them. I want that punishment to be so hard, so vicious that the next who takes their place wets himself at the mere thought of trying to fight me.

Very well. He sat cross-legged on the floor of the cage. You haven't run off so you want to talk. I will hear your explanation now. Really, Your Majesty? So good of you to condescend. I'll try to use small words and go slow. You're wasting my time. I know Jim betrayed me and you're covering for him. This is your chance to dazzle me wih your brillance or baffle me with your bullshit. You won't get another. When I get out, I won't be in the mood to listen.

Curran's eyes went gold. His voice dropped into a rough growl. If you're going to shoot, make sure to empty the clip, because after you're done, I'll shove that gun up your ass sideways. Blue Jacket blinked. Can you even do that? I asked. Let's find out. Curran stared at the thug. Well? Shoot, so we can start this experiment.

When a man takes up arms, he does so for many reasons. Sometimes to punish, sometimes to intimidate or frighten. But when a woman picks up a weapon, she means to kill.

Curran roared. The blast of noise erupting from his mouth was like thunder. I clenched up, fighting the urge to step back. "Yes I can," he snarled. "Listen: this is me telling you what you will not do." I raised the cookbook and tapped him on the nose. Bad cat.

Let's have a partnership, Kate. I offer honesty, Kate. I don't have to outrun the Beast Lord I just pissed off, Kate. I only have to outrun you and hit you with my car as I hightail it out of here.

The woman said something to Roman. He stopped, turned to her, and shook his staff. She crossed her arms. I couldn't see her face, but I read the body language well enough. I shake my magic stick at you! Let me tell you what you can do with your stick...

I see. Is Jim with you now?" "Yes, he is. We're having rough sex. You're interrupting. "What are you doing here?" "Looking for Jim in your bed." "He isn't here." "I see that.

Curran, please don't bite his head off." "Why?" "Because it's illegal. Technically you assaulted him first when you threw him across the lawn." "I didn't throw him very far. I rolled my eyes. "I could've thrown him straight up and let him land on the pavement." "That would also be illegal." "You keep bringing this 'illegal' thing up as if it means something to me.

Someone pounded on the office door. Barabas moved to the door, slid aside the metal shutter covering the narrow spy window, and looked through it."It's your lover man." "Barabas, open the damn door," Raphael snarled. Barabas slid the shutter closed. "Do you want me to let him in?" "I'm thinking about it." Barabas slid the shutter open. "She's thinking about it.

I raged across the field, killing all before me. They ran when they saw me coming, and I chased them down, and killed them before they could take someone else's friend away from them.

Answer me this, did you hesitate at all or did you see the giant, go 'Wheee!' and run toward it?" "She ran toward it," Juke quipped. "He was biting people in half." "I rest my case," Curran said. "A note wouldn't have made any difference.

I almost had her. Curran nodded. I heard. And you could've taken her, too. My voice came out flat. Rub it in, why don't you. He grinned. No time for that now, maybe later. I closed my eyes. There wouldn't be any later. Are you imagining me rubbing it in? he asked.

Punch any of mine, and I'll break your arm off and beat you to death with it.

Awesome. I'd terrified the Legatus of the Golden Legion just by showing him my sword. If I waved it around, he'd probably explode.

You do realize you just insulted me, right? How so? You implied that I can't protect her or my people. I looked at him. That's not at all what I meant. Apologize and I'll let it go. I kept my hands firmly on the iron rail before me. Grabbing the weight bar and walloping the Beast Lord upside the head wouldn't be the best diplomatic move. I'm sorry, Your Majesty. There. I was civil. It almost killed me.

Did you think I was sitting on my hands?" "I thought you might be injured." He looked at me. "We've met, you and I?" I deliberately took a big step back. "What?" he growled. "I'm making room for your ego.

He'd laugh in my face, then I'd slice him to ribbons and then he'd break my neck