Quotes About Action

I lied. I need your help. Who are we killing? Do you have a pen?

The mage pulled my knife out of his side and looked at it. "Nice knife." The voice was deep but female. I threw my second knife. The blade bit into the mage's chest. Shit. Missed the neck. "Here, have another one.

Put your badass faces on and follow me.

And how did your day go? I asked Ascanio. He turned to me, a dreamy look on his pretty face. We killed things. There was blood. Fountains of blood. And then we had barbecue.

And then what? I'll burn that bridge when I cross it.

The phone rang. I picked it up. Kate Daniels It's me, Curran said. I— I hung up.

Need some help, Ass Kicker?

My tablecloth was missing in action and long, jagged scratches covered the table's surface.The scratches looked suspiciously like letters. I climbed on a chair and looked at it from above. MINE. Oh, that's great. Fantastic. So mature. Perhaps he would pull my pigtails next or stick a tack on my seat.

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. 

Any activity? Robert asked. Not in the lasssht ten minutesh. Before that, very exshiting. I shaw Wolf Beta run by. There were vampiresh chassing her. She was yelling, 'Bill me, bloodshuckers!

I hit him on the back of the neck. He submerged. Help. I've drowned the Beast Lord.

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

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.

Obviously I was missing the whole picture. Any minute now he would leap up, wrench the two-inch silver alloy bars apart despite the fact that silver was toxic to shapeshifters, and heroically kick Saiman's ass. Any minute now. Any minute.

Do we have a flamethrower?" Curran asked. "No." "We should get a flamethrower.

Besides, if I'd decided to pull Carver's spine out of his body, I would've done it already." "Can you actually do that?" Curran frowned. "I don't know. I mean theoretically if you broke the spine above the pelvis, you could, but then there are ribs . . . I'll have to try it sometime.

Yes, the princess you were expecting put on her armor and left to kill the dragon. So sorry.

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.

I unbuckled my seat belt. "Are you going to jump onto his car?" Julie asked. "I can get closer." "What are you, out of your mind? No, I'm not jumping on his car. That only works in movies.

The door swung open and Kate walked in. Her jeans and T-shirt were splattered with blood and she was carrying a severed vampire head. The T-shirt has a smiley face on it.

Yes, bad. Look at Daddy ripping the bad man to pieces. Go Daddy!

Follow me," Linus ordered. "And cheer up. We're about to embark on a killing spree accompanied by massive property damage. Try to have fun.

I need you to get down there, open the stalls inside, and panic the horses." " 'Panic'?" Gaston asked. "Smile at them or something.

How is it that I could run into a gunfight against overwhelming odds and put myself between bullets and civilians, but I couldn't scrape together enough courage to speak to the one person who mattered the most to me?