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  • #1
    “Like life, there is much we do not understand about death.”
    Dacre Stoker & J.D. Barker, Dracul
    tags: horror

  • #2
    Jeaniene Frost
    “No, I do my torturing in the dungeon like any other respectable castle owner,”
    Jeaniene Frost, Once Burned

  • #3
    Jeaniene Frost
    “Ask me if I sparkle and I’ll kill you where you stand.” (Bones)”
    Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave

  • #4
    Jeaniene Frost
    “She's my kitten, and no one else's.”
    Jeaniene Frost, One Foot in the Grave

  • #5
    Patricia Briggs
    “MS. THOMPSON, it said in heavy block letters, PLEASE KEEP YOUR FELINE OFF MY PROPERTY. IF I SEE IT AGAIN, I WILL EAT IT.”
    Patricia Briggs, Moon Called

  • #6
    Patricia Briggs
    “Some people are like Slinkies. They aren't really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to my face when I push them down a flight of stairs.”
    Patricia Briggs, Iron Kissed

  • #7
    Patricia Briggs
    “Why is it that all cars are women?" he asked.

    "Because they're fussy and demanding," answered Zee.

    "Because if they were men, they'd sit around and complain instead of getting the job done," I told him.”
    Patricia Briggs, Silver Borne

  • #8
    Patricia Briggs
    “Mine," he said.

    Adam's eyes narrowed. "I don't think so. She is mine."

    It would have been flattering, I thought, except that at least one of them was talking about dinner and I wasn't certain about the other.”
    Patricia Briggs, Moon Called

  • #9
    Patricia Briggs
    “Nothing says you're sorry like a dead bunny.”
    Patricia Briggs, River Marked

  • #10
    Patricia Briggs
    “She doesn’t need the pack. She doesn’t need me.”

    I shot to my feet. “That’s not true,” I said hotly.

    He tilted his head a little, his eyes meeting mine. His eyes softened. “I misspoke,” he said in a steady voice. “She doesn’t need me to make sure she has enough food or a place to live-that is my privilege, but she doesn’t need me to do that. She doesn’t need me to keep her safe or to make her a whole person. She doesn’t need me to do anything except love her. Which I do.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #11
    Patricia Briggs
    “So,” he said, shaking his head. “I’m too much for you. You should have said something. We might be married, Mercy, but no still means no.”

    I widened my eyes at him. “I just haven’t wanted to hurt your feelings.”

    “When I give you that little nudge, hmm?” His voice took on a considering air. “Come to think of it, I’m feeling a little nudge coming on right now.”

    “Now?” I whispered in horrified tones. I looked up toward Jesse’s room. “Think of the children.”

    He tilted his head as if to listen, then shook it. “They won’t hear anything from there.” He started slowly down the stairs.

    “Think of Darryl, Zack, Lucia, and Joel,” I said earnestly. “They’ll be scarred for life.”

    “You know what they say about werewolves,” he told me gravely, stepping down to the ground.

    I broke and ran—and he was right on my tail. Figuratively speaking, of course. I don’t have a tail unless I’m in my coyote shape.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #12
    Patricia Briggs
    “Death is not to be feared. Death is easy. It is living that is brutal.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #13
    Patricia Briggs
    “I returned Zack’s hug, and he slipped something into my pocket that felt like one of the vials I’d just bought. He stepped back, looked me earnestly in the eye, and said, “To protect you from the nudge.”

    Darryl high-fived him as he stepped out on the porch. It made Adam laugh.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched
    tags: nudge

  • #14
    Patricia Briggs
    “Nudge.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #15
    Patricia Briggs
    “The phone rang.
    “Hauptmans’ mortuary,” I answered. “You stab ’em, we slab “em.” Baba Yaga was wearing off on me.
    “Hard-boiled is the best way to eat eggs,” said Baba Yaga. “But I’ve quit eating eggs—it upset my household. What did the boy-who-isn’t-a-boy have to say?”
    I decided I didn’t want to know what inspired the information about eggs.”

    “She hung up.
    I’d just replaced the handset when it rang again.
    “Yes?” I said.
    “I’m waiting for more cleverness,” Baba Yaga said. “Hauptman House of Horrors, don’t mind the screaming—we don’t. Something of the sort.”
    “Okay,” I said. “Hauptman House of Horrors—”
    “Sssss,” she said.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #16
    Patricia Briggs
    “Death is part of life," he told her. "Without the one, it is hard to have the other.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched
    tags: aiden

  • #17
    Patricia Briggs
    “Take happiness where you can,” he said. “It seldom lasts—’course, neither does sorrow, right?”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #18
    Patricia Briggs
    “Coyote had told me once that changes were neither good nor bad—but brought with them some of both.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #19
    Patricia Briggs
    “Neutral doesn’t work,” Charles said. “When you watch your allies commit atrocities and do nothing, who is more reprehensible? Those who rape and plunder or those who could have stopped it but do nothing?”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #20
    Patricia Briggs
    “Some people need to shut their mouths in order to use their brains,”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #21
    Patricia Briggs
    “Yes. She had picked out the tiles in the kitchen, hadn’t she? I regarded Aiden with a little more favor than I’d felt before.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #22
    Patricia Briggs
    “Lugh’s walking stick ate the Gray Lord’s spell, and in doing so, it died. To save me.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #23
    Patricia Briggs
    “It is my privilege,” I said carefully, trying not to tweak his pride, “to do those things that are easier for me than for you. You do the same for me.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #24
    Patricia Briggs
    “She doesn’t need me to make sure she has enough food or a place to live—that is my privilege, but she doesn’t need me to do that. She doesn’t need me to keep her safe or to make her a whole person. She doesn’t need me to do anything except love her. Which I do.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #25
    Patricia Briggs
    “You come home, Daddy," she told him. "I love my mother, but if I have to live with her for very long, one of us will commit a homicide. And you bring Mercy and the pip-squeak back.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched

  • #26
    Patricia Briggs
    “These are our promise to you," I told Jesse, "that we'll do our best to get back to you if we can. That we will do our best and expect the same from you."
    "That's my Mercy, " Adam said. "Not too good with words until it counts. And then she'll pull the rug right out from under you."
    Jesse blinked hard and gave Adam a "help me" look out of her watery eyes.
    He grinned at her. "Just remember whose daughter you are," he said. "And whose daughter she is." He tipped his chin at me.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched
    tags: love

  • #27
    Patricia Briggs
    “Joe Old Coyote was tough, " Adam told Jesse, putting an arm around my shoulders. "He hunted vampires, and he took on Mercy's mom. Of the two, I know what I'm more scared of."
    That made me laugh. "My mom isn't that bad."
    Adam gave me a look.
    "I bit my lip, then gave up and laughed again. "Okay, okay. She is. Worse. I'd rather face vampires any day than my mother."
    "I found her charming," said Zee.
    Laughter, I thought with satisfaction, is a terrific way to start an adventure.”
    Patricia Briggs, Fire Touched
    tags: humor

  • #28
    Patricia Briggs
    “It is one of those lessons that every child should learn: Don't play with fire, sharp objects, or ancient artifacts.”
    Patricia Briggs

  • #29
    Patricia Briggs
    “Dance when the moon sings, and don't cry about troubles that haven't yet come.”
    Patricia Briggs, Moon Called

  • #30
    Patricia Briggs
    “For Adam, screwed-up bonding thing or not, I’d wait forever.
    “Really?” he asked in a tone I’d never heard from him before. Softer. Vulnerable. Adam didn’t do vulnerable.

    “Really what?” I asked.
    “Despite the way our bond scares you, despite the way someone in the pack played you, you’d still have me?”
    He'd been listening to my thoughts. This time it didn't bother me.

    “Adam,” I told him, “I’d walk barefoot over hot coals for you.”
    Patricia Briggs, Silver Borne



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