Allison Pang > Quotes

“I had a naked incubus in my bedroom. With a frying pan of half-cooked bacon, and a hard-on. And a unicorn bite on his ass. Christ, this was turning out to be a weird morning.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“I wish you could see what I see when I look at you.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Since you couldn't be bothered to give me your name, I'll just tell Moira that an extra from the porno version of Something Wicked This Way Comes was looking for her.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Lok’tar ogar!” The daemon holding me pulled my head back, exposing my throat.
“Victory or death,” I retorted at my captor hoarsely. “For the Horde. And for the record, shouting World of Warcraft battle
cries kind of kills the whole ‘imminent death’ expectation.”

The daemon paused. “What server are you on?” he demanded.
“Blackhand.”
“Righteous. Guild?”

I couldn’t imagine what the hell that mattered at this point, but it was keeping me alive so that was a bonus. I’d gladly spit out
the rest of my Warcraft stats if it bought me a few more minutes.

“Yeah,” I coughed. “ElfhunterBitches.”

He blinked and then grinned, tapping himself on the chest. “No shit. I’m TartBarbie. Undead DeathKnight.”
I stared at him. “TB? Seriously? I’m Baconator. Blelf Warlock. You did a hell of a job tanking on that raid the other night.”

“Yeah, I am pretty awesome.” He glanced over his shoulder, releasing me. “Look, if I’d known it was you, I’d never have
agreed to this. Go on.” He nudged me with a leather boot. “I’ll tell them you got away.”

I didn’t have to be told twice. “Thanks,” I said softly. “I’ll make it up to you, somehow.”
“No worries.” He winked. “See you next Thursday.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Another chunk of my childhood dreams had just run down the reality drain in the form of a horny unicorn, no less.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“The unicorn : I'm not a chihuahua, you know.
Abby : You hump my leg like one.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Listen, I don't care if you're Voldemort under that thing. We don't sell livestock. Period.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“It’s like having my very own pet Legolas.”
― Allison Pang, A Sliver of Shadow

“Did you learn to dress that way in Leather for Bad Boys one-oh-one?”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Not that I knew just what an incubus actually looked like, but judging by the darkness that was sliding up the back of his neck, it wasn’t overly human. Hysterical visions of people running for the exits pursued by a massive cock and balls filled my mind, and I let out a gasp of laughter despite myself.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Talivar slouched in the chair next to me, casually lifting his bare feet to rest upon my chair's footrest. It was an oddly possessive move. It was also oddly sexy.”
― Allison Pang, A Sliver of Shadow

“Why can’t I quit you?”
― Allison Pang, A Sliver of Shadow

“Frodo lives!”
― Allison Pang, A Trace of Moonlight

“I squinted at the clock, sighing when I realized it was only 7 A.M. "Christ. Do you think the powers that be would mind if I asked them to make sure the next apocalypse takes place later in the day? Maybe around teatime?"

"Good luck with that.”
― Allison Pang, A Sliver of Shadow

“If you masturbate, would that make you an incubator?”
I eyed him sideways, struggling not to laugh at his nonplussed expression or the sharp bark of mock outrage that followed.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Eh, I've always rather enjoyed being fashionably late." I picked up the violin case for Melanie, giving her an hug before clambering off the rock. "I feel like we should be leading a procession in, Pied Piper style."

"I know just the thing." A hint of her old self peeked through her eyes.

A moment later the first bars of "Safety Dance" hummed from the strings. I bit my lip trying not to giggle. Together the two of us broke out in lopsided chorus as I twirled about her. Ignoring the stares of the elves, we strutted up the center of the caravan, Brystion trailing behind us bemusedly.”
― Allison Pang, A Sliver of Shadow

“this stuff tastes like the bastard love child of grapes and rubbing alcohol”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Why do I suddenly feel like I'm on the Island of Misfit Toys?”
― Allison Pang, A Trace of Moonlight

“I brushed my hands on the pockets of my jeans, still marvelling at the fact I wasn't wearing a gown. And that I had real underwear on. It was the small things”
― Allison Pang, A Trace of Moonlight

“I had a naked incubus in my bedroom. With a frying pan of half-cooked bacon and a hard-on. And a unicorn bite on his ass. Christ, this was turning out to be a weird morning.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“I looked down at the unicorn.“Why didn't you tell me you could talk?”
“Didn't seem like the right time.” He waggled his chin at me. “Besides, this way I could look at your ta-tas without you caring. Hubba hubba.” His lips smacked.

-brush of darkness”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Eres una mentirosa, como yo. Como todos”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Ojalá pudieras ver lo que yo veo cuando te miro”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Eres una soñadora. Podría beberme tus sueños como si fueran leche”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“You’re going to have to do better than that if you want to get into my metaphysical pants.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness

“Well, let’s just hope it doesn’t come to that.” I started back down the alley. “Truthfully, it’s not you I’m so much worried about as your ass. It’s like the Eighth Wonder of the World or something. Be a shame to deprive future generations of Dreamers, don’t you think?” My stomach rumbled. “Come on, I’m starving.” A snort escaped him. “Nice to know you care.” I patted my belly and shrugged. “Yeah, well. A girl’s gotta have priorities.”
― Allison Pang, A Brush of Darkness