Stacey Rourke > Quotes

“With an easy grin he peered up at me. It took every ounce of self-control I had not to stare slack-jawed into his eyes. They gleamed like freshly polished emeralds, speckled with tiny flecks of gold. They were so pretty. Almost hypnotic...
That's right about the time when I realized he had said something. I missed it because I was too busy gawking at him. Oh, crap! Did he order? Introduce himself? Ask me to marry him? Request a restraining order? I have no idea!
How do I fix this and not come off like a total loser?
"Huh?"
Yeah, no. That wasn't it.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“I just got told off by a demon. Hello, rock-bottom. We meet at last.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“Uh, did you run this by Alaina?"
"I tried." Keni gave a little shrug. "But I don't think she heard me. She was busy trying to figure out the "mystical forces" that make the microwave work.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“At certain moments in life, reflection is mandatory. I found being squeezed in the scaly claw of a three story dragon to be one of them.”
― Stacey Rourke, The Conduit

“Why? Why are you asking me out?"
His expression was equal parts amusement and confusion. "Because if I don't ask ya the chance of ya actually showin' up on the date in highly unlikely, isn't it?"
An abrupt--and incredibly loud--laugh erupted out of me. "True. But why? Why would you ask out the freaky purring girl?"
"Yar laugh is amazin'." He grinned. Another wave of heat rushed through me. "And because from the moment I laid eyes on ya I knew there was somethin' different about ya. The purrin' just supported the theory. So, would ya like to go out with me?"
"Yes, I'd like to. Go on a date. With you. Please."
Smooth, huh?”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“Keni's eyes widened. "You purred at a guy? Really? Why?"
"Because he scratched me behind the ears, and I liked it."
"Huh?”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“Purring wasn't going to be an issue if he kept looking at me like that. I was going to have a stroke.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“Soph, I really don't think this is a good idea. I'm at a point in my life where dating is more hazardous than helpful."
She held her hand up and made it move like a chattering puppet. "Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Say what you want. We had a deal. I picked a guy for you to talk to. Now you're gonna sashay your fanny over there and be the very definition of charming and beguiling."
"Shows what you know," I grumbled under my breath. "I don't even know what beguiling means.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“We're the Dark Army Glee Club!"
I pressed my fingers against my throbbing temples hard. "The Dark Army what?"
"Glee Club!" Answered Boil Face. "You know, like the TV show? We love it! That's where we got the idea."
"I even shaved my head to look just like Puck!" Eddie tipped his head down and gestured to the mohawk.
I held up a finger to interrupt him. "First of all, Puck is hot. You look nothing like him. Second, are you friggin' kidding me right now?!”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“Internally I marveled at what a blathering idiot I'd become.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“Truth be known, I found it right flatterin'. And, it gives me the confidence tah ask ya out for Saturday."
My head snapped up and my cheeks burned. "Wha...?!" Picture of eloquence. That's me.
"Saturday. A date. You, me, dinner? Yah've heard of this concept, yeah?”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“When the last guy you dated turned evil for reasons you can't explain it makes the prospect of even a casual coffee date seem far from appealing.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“He was a gorgeous testament to the male gender, and I was an average looking gal that could bench press a Volkswagen. Nothing good could come of this.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“WelcometoNeighborhoodCafewhatcanIgetforyou?" Nerves made my voice alternately squeaky and hoarse as I rambled at top speed. Oh, to sound normal...”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“Just when I think you can’t get any creeper, you astounded me by reaching a whole new plateau. What did you do to yourself? You’re twitching like a meth head.” “Went into the kitchen. Consumed any products that claimed to boost energy. Ate a bowl of those disgusting brown rinds.” “Rinds? That’s coffee, dumbass. You’re supposed to brew it.” Rip rambled on as if she hadn’t spoken, which—judging by his herky-jerky gestures—he might not have been aware she had. “Then I drank your last three of those products involving some sort of red bovine, followed by half a dozen vials that claim to bestow energy for an allotted period of time. Every part of me tingles. Quite honestly, I think I could fly if the moment required it.”
― Stacey Rourke, Crane

“If you fall asleep here you will wake up with a dolphin tramp stamp. I promise you that.”
― Stacey Rourke, Raven

“I do not care for this place. It feels like a den of debauchery,” a wide yawn cut off his sentence, “and not in the fun way. It is making my curse threaten.”
― Stacey Rourke, Raven

“Dinner, as friends. Where I don't expect you to pay or hold doors and you don't expect make-up or sex."
"I'll be rude, and you'll be purposely homely. It'll be magical," Noah laughed.”
― Stacey Rourke, Crane

“Ma’am, we’ve met your mother,” Rip claimed, from his well-chosen spot at the rear of the pack. “If she becomes agitated there’s a good chance we will all run screaming from the room.”
― Stacey Rourke, Crane

“She … uh … suffers from low blood sugar. It turns her into a slightly demonic nympho. Awkward as it is here, family gatherings are the real bitch.”
― Stacey Rourke, Raven

“I brought you a fern!” Ireland glanced up from the file folders that covered her desk and smiled at the new arrival beaming from the doorway. “That’s a lesser known form of greeting, however, in this particular office, completely acceptable.”
― Stacey Rourke, Crane

“If the Dark Army wanted to come for us, let them come. But hands off the Grams.”
― Stacey Rourke, The Conduit

“You, sir,” Irv interrupted, his satchel thumping to the ground at his feet, “are just bothered you were not the first to find acceptable employ. Mostly because, as the women that keep company with you can attest, the only services you provide pay in salves and a burning sensation over the chamber pot.” Rip’s brow rose in mock shock. “How lewd a claim! Lewd … with the faintest hint of accuracy.”
― Stacey Rourke, Crane

“She is a sick woman," Mama Rosa argued, standing firm to deny him passage. "In addition to her Horseman ramblings, she also strokes her shoe like a cat, and calls it Madame Persephone. Do you think that will be of help as well?”
― Stacey Rourke, Crane

“-"Death walks, and talks, and occasionally whisks you in a gruesome waltz." -”
― Stacey Rourke, Crane

“I looked down at my shoes. I hated it when I opened my mouth and my crazy fell out.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“The odds are not in our favor.”
― Stacey Rourke, The Conduit

“Noah cocked his head to consider her. “Do I look like a killer?” Slow and deliberate, she let her gaze wander over him before giving a noncommittal shrug. “Hard to say. Although, I think asking that is how they begin and end meetings of The Secret Psycho Killer Society.”
― Stacey Rourke, Crane

“The La Brea Tar Pits of asshole-ism." Noah pressed his lips into a thin line and gave a mock sympathetic nod. "They claim many each year.”
― Stacey Rourke, Crane

“I didn't know if it was possible to kick someone hard enough to knock the cocky out of 'em, but for Rowan I was willing to try.”
― Stacey Rourke, Sacrifice