Quotes About Strength

Kate Daniels, deadly swordmaster. Fear my twitching pinkie.

If the lot of you survives, Curran will flay the skin off your backs, Doolittle said. That's what I always love about you, Doctor. Raphael grinned. You're a cup-halfway-full kind of guy. All flowers and sunshine.

It's not your job to die for your Pack! It's your job to make the other bastards die for theirs.

It was the kind of sword that would make a lifelong pacifist look for tall boots and a hat with feathers.

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.

You sure you don't need your Prince Charming to come and save you? The knot in my stomach evaporated. My Prince Charming huh. Sure, do you have one handy?

Need some help, Ass Kicker?

Your headlights don't scare me.

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.

Isn't that why you have that gun mounted on the front? Or is it for other reasons, because I would've thought that a man with your powers would be past the urge to compensate." Barabas grinned. "I had forgotten that talking to you is like trying to pet a cactus," Saiman said dryly. "Thank you for reminding me." "Always happy to oblige.

Mmmm, Kate, the Chief of Security. Sexy. Who better to guard my body then the woman who owns it? Curran, I will punch you.

I wouldn't be able to do anything with my vampire horde except make it run around in a herd, but it would be a very impressive herd.

He squeezed his hands into fists. I picked up a grapefruit-sized rock and handed it to him. It went flying. Home run, Beast Lord style. 

Big bad merc, down with a basic hip toss. In your place I'd be blushing.

Where is Arland? Rapunzel decided to walk around in the woods to get 'the feel of the battleground.' He won't leave the grounds and he promises to defend the inn with 'all the strength in his body.' I told him if he gets in trouble, he should try singing prettily so his woodland friends will come to the rescue. I don't think he got it.

Diplomacy was never my strong suit and my patience had run dry. I crouched and called out, Here, kitty, kitty, kitty. [...] Kitty, kitty? asked a level male voice.[...] What kind of woman greets the Beast Lord with 'here, kitty, kitty'? he asked. One of a kind. I murmered the obvious reply.

On a scale from one to ten, the Pack was eleven and everything else a one.

How are you? Perfectly fine, he said. Are your ribs broken? Probably not. Cracked at most. We fought very carefully. Did this settle anything? It made me feel better, he said, sitting up. Did you see me kick him in the kidneys? I saw.

I mourn my sword, but that's alright. Grandmother gave me another one.

My ego doesn't need soothing. I don't want him soothing anything of mine, including you.

The lion has to stay outside He won't like it The lion shook his mane. I looked at Curran. The lion melted. Skin stretched, bones twisted, and human Curran straightened. He was completely nude. Gloriously nude. Well, Hrefna said. I always wondered why you went all shapeshifter. Explain things.

You're problem is, you underestimate me because I'm a woman.

Morfran thrust his axe straight up. He pretty much seemed to have one sign for everything: poke a hole in the sky.

Now remember, Kate. Barabas leaned over to me, grinning. You are the Consort. Be the Consort. He stretched be into a three-syllable word. Think like a- Open the door or I'll punch you right in the face, I growled.