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  • #1
    Julie Garwood
    “If you begin to give away parts of yourself, eventually you'll give it all. And once you've lost yourself, haven't you lost everything?”
    Julie Garwood, For the Roses

  • #2
    Julie Garwood
    “I know the truth now. You've figured out I'm falling in love with you and you're trying to make me stop by hurting me this way. Well it won't work.
    One way or another, I'm going to make you care about me. Yes, I am, unless your cold attitude kills me first.
    It's only fair, Connor. If I'm going to be miserable, by God, so are you.
    I am not a common wench and I will not be treated like one.”
    Julie Garwood, The Wedding

  • #3
    Julie Garwood
    “You have many flaws, he announced... “But there was one flaw that made all the other imperfections pale in comparison.”
    “Was?” she asked. “I don't have this flaw any longer?”
    “No, you don't.”
    “Pray tell,” she muttered in exasperation, “what was this terrible flaw?”
    He grinned. “You used to be English.”
    Julie Garwood, Ransom

  • #4
    Ilona Andrews
    “Here, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty...”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Bites

  • #5
    Ilona Andrews
    “The vampire stared at me, his mouth slack as Ghastek assessed his options. I took a couple of forms from my desk, put them into the vamp's mouth, and pulled them up by their edges.
    "What are you doing?" Ghastek asked.
    "My hole puncher broke."
    "You have no respect for the undead.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Burns

  • #6
    Ilona Andrews
    “As he passed me, he leaned to Curran and handed him a paper fan folded from some sort of flyer.

    Curran looked at the fan. “What?”
    "An emergency precaution, Your Majesty. In case the lady faints.”

    Curran just stared at him.

    Raphael strode toward the Pit, turned, flexed a bit, and winked at me.

    "Give me that,” I told Curran. “I need to fan myself.”
    "No, you don’t.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

  • #7
    Ilona Andrews
    “Yes I can,” Curran snarled. “Listen: this is me telling you what you will not do.”
    I raised the cookbook and tapped him on the nose. Bad cat.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Slays

  • #8
    Ilona Andrews
    “Outside the windows the day was bright: golden sunshine, blue sky, pleasant wind . . . I wanted to punch the happy day in the face, grab it by the hair, and beat it until it told me what the hell it was so happy about.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Rises

  • #9
    Ilona Andrews
    “Curran looked back at me. "Why is it you always attract creeps?"

    "You tell me." Ha! Walked right into that one, yes, he did.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

  • #10
    Ilona Andrews
    “You said sloppy! Look, I didn't even use my sword; I hit him with my head, like a moron.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes
    tags: kate

  • #11
    Ilona Andrews
    “Kate makes good sausage," Jim said.

    Six pairs of eyes stared at me. Thank you, Mr. Wonderful. Just what I needed.

    "Oh yeah," Andrea snapped her fingers. "The links? The ones we had the beginning of the month? I didn't know you made those. I thought they were bought. They were so good." Her smile was positively cherubic. Of all the times not to be able to shoot laser beams out of my eyes...

    "What do you put into your sausage, Kate?" Raphael wanted to know, giving me a perfectly innocent look.

    Werejaguars with big mouths with a pinch of werehyena thrown in. "Venison and rabbit."

    "That sounds like some fine sausage," Doolittle said. "Will you share the recipe?"

    "Sure."

    "I had no idea you were a sausage expert," Curran said with a completely straight face.

    Die, die, die, die...

    Even Derek cracked a smile. Raphael put his head down on the table and jerked a little.

    "Is he choking?" Dali asked, wrinkling her forehead.

    "No, he just needs a moment," Curran said. "Young bouda males. Easily excitable.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

  • #12
    Ilona Andrews
    “The phone rang. I picked it up.
    “Are you sitting down?” Curran's voice asked.
    “Yes.”
    “Good.”
    Click.
    I listened to the disconnect signal. If he wanted me to sit, then I'd stand. I got up. The chair got up with me and I ended up bent over my desk, with the chair stuck to my butt. I grabbed the edge of the chair and tried to pull it off.
    It remained stuck.
    I would murder him. Slowly. And I'd enjoy every second of it.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Bleeds

  • #13
    Ilona Andrews
    “No more tubs for me." I jumped off the bed and pulled on a pair of Pack sweats. "They make me lose all sense."
    Curran sprawled on the bed with a big self-satisfied smile. "Want to know a secret?"
    "Sure."
    "It's not the bathtub, baby."
    Well, aren't we smug. I picked up the corner of the lowest mattress and made a show of looking under it.
    "What are you looking for?"
    "A pea Your Majesty."
    "What?"
    "You heard me."
    I jumped back as he lunged and his fingers missed me by an inch.
    "Getting slow in your old age."
    "I thought you liked it slow."
    A flashback to last night mugged me and my mind executed a full stop.
    He laughed. "Ran out of snappy comebacks?"
    "Hush. I'm trying to think of one.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Bleeds

  • #14
    Ilona Andrews
    “Who is that?”
    “Your replacement.”
    “You replaced me with a shaved poodle?”
    “He's got mad skills.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Bleeds

  • #15
    Ilona Andrews
    “It’s your duty as my best friend to be outraged with me.”
    “I’m outraged!” I snarled. “That bastard!”
    “Thank you,” Andrea said.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Slays

  • #16
    Ilona Andrews
    “Would you say the shapeshifter was in distress?”
    “Hell yeah, he was in distress. His tail was on fire.”
    “He ran like his tail was on fire?”
    “No, his tail was on fire. Like a big, furry candle on his ass.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

  • #17
    Ilona Andrews
    “Where is the bane of my existence?"
    "In the shower, freshening up."
    Damn it all to hell. "Oh God, who did Ascanio screw now?"
    "No, no, he's covered in blood."
    "Oh good." Wait a minute. "The kid is covered in blood and we're relieved. There is something wrong with us.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Gifts

  • #18
    Ilona Andrews
    “Kate, perhaps you need to explain to your significant other that he is in no position to give me orders. Last time I checked, his title was Beast Lord, which is a gentle euphemism for a man who strips nude at night and runs around through the woods hunting small woodland creatures. I'm a premier Master of the Dead. I will go where I please.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Gifts

  • #19
    Ilona Andrews
    “Enough," Curran said. An unmistakable command saturated his voice. Jim clicked his mouth shut. I crossed my arms. "I'm sorry, is this the part where I fall to my knees and shiver in fear, Your Furriness? Silly me, I didn't get the memo.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Gifts

  • #20
    Robert Thier
    “And, turning, he strode out of the prima donna’s dressing room. I, for my part, stood there in silence for a moment—then looked down at the snake.

    ‘You know, I think I understand your choice of lifestyle. Strangling people to death is so much more satisfying that just poisoning them with a little bite.”
    Robert Thier

  • #21
    Robert Thier
    “Bad floor! Bad! Just because drunk people always end up drooling on you, that’s no reason to be vindictive. How could you want to hurt those cute little piggies? Can’t you see how well they dance?’

    ‘Mr Linton, I think I’d better get you upstairs to your room.’

    ‘No! I need to have a serious talk with this floor.’

    ‘There’s plenty of floor upstairs, Mr Linton.’

    Really? Damn! This was a conspiracy.”
    Robert Thier, Hunting for Silence

  • #22
    Robert Thier
    “Oh, come on! We’re at the top of a church, hundreds of yards away from anyone, in a city where the people don’t speak English! Even if I’m wearing trousers, I think you could call me Lillian without risking a scandal, don’t you?’

    ‘No.’ Still, he would not look at me. ‘I can’t. Because if I were to call you Lillian, if I’d let myself think and feel what you really are to me, I would do something that would cause a scandal. Especially in a church.”
    Robert Thier, Hunting for Silence

  • #23
    RuNyx
    “Courage takes only a second to become foolishness," he said quietly, his dark eyes alert. "Keep that in mind.”
    RuNyx, The Predator



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