Rachel > Rachel's Quotes

“To you,” he said, “I surrender my heart and soul.”
She rolled her eyes. “Very romantic, considering you have neither.”
― Sarah Beth Durst, Drink, Slay, Love

“Tara. I'm a vampire," Pearl said.
"Yeah, whatever, and I'm queen of the sea."
"Your Marine Majesty, I'm a vampire," Pearl said.
Concentrating, she slid her fangs out. "Tara. Tara!" She curled back her lips to expose the points. "See"
Tara screamed.
"I won't hurt you," Pearl said. Calm down. Sheesh."
Tara continued to scream.
Pearl considered biting her merely to shut her up. Regrettably that would be counter productive. Studying her nails, she waited for Tara to quit screaming. She noticed that Tara didn't try to exit the car, which was an interesting choice.
"You aren't running away," Pearl said.
"Duh, it's raining outside," Tara said.”
― Sarah Beth Durst, Drink, Slay, Love

“Only Uncle Pascha ignored her. He was contemplating his chessboard. She doubted that he'd move his piece today. It had been his turn for only six months. Once, he had gone three years between moves. He preferred a leisurely game.”
― Sarah Beth Durst, Drink, Slay, Love

“The list of scars my students have sustained at the hand of your daughter grows longer each week. Poor Logan Hochspring's arm will forever carry an imprint of her dental records!"
"You bit him?" Lex's father said.
"He called me a wannabe vampire. What was I supposed to do?"
"Oh, I don't know--maybe not bite him?”
― Gina Damico, Croak

“She wished, as almost all kids wish at one point or another, that she could turn into a pterodactyl and fly away and never come back.”
― Gina Damico, Croak

“Let me tell you something right now, something that I don't want you ever to forget: Starbucks is an abomination."
Lex was speechless. She now believed that there was no way in a million years this man could possibly be a blood relative.”
― Gina Damico, Croak

“Momentarily forgetting how wind works, Lex tried spitting at him. This failed”
― Gina Damico, Croak

“For a moment she could have sworn she was standing in one of those history-comes-alive museums--the kind that feature animatronic robots, the narration stylings of James Earl Jones, and the sort of exhibits that invade children's nightmares for years to come. But instead of a cyborgish John Wilkes Booth discharging his deadly bullet into the back of a plastic Lincoln's head, a very real version of the assassin was engaged in a furious arm-wrestling match with Elvis Presley.

Lincoln was watching the tussle, amused. "Come on, John," he said. "You can do better than that."

"He's all talk," Elvis whispered back.

"Silence!" roared Booth. "I'm trying to concentrate!"

Lincoln rolled his eyes.”
― Gina Damico, Croak

“Hey there cutie," he said. "What's your name?"
Lex rolled her eyes and turned toward the window. "Kill me."
"Kimmy? I'm Steve," he went on undeterred.
"Cram it, Steve”
― Gina Damico, Croak

“Fine!" he relented, giving her a dirty look. "But only if you stay in front."
She rolled her eyes. "My, what chivalry."
"To hell with chivalry. Your idea, you die first.”
― Gina Damico, Scorch

“And what in the name of all this is disturbing did you mean when you said you're going to teach me how to Kill people?"

He snickered. "You didn't really think you were going to spend the whole summer milking cows, did you?”
― Gina Damico, Croak

“Raven scowled through his too-long bangs. “The Angel Song doesn’t hurt humans. It only affects the evil within.”
“Then you should be writhing on the ground with the hounds,” Mace mumbled.”
― Heather Burch, Halflings

“I got swirling eyes and the capacity to shatter windows with my bare voice. Tod got teleportation and invisibility. The supernatural world is so far from fair.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Keep

“That's because Tod never brings anything but death and bad advice," I snapped.
"That's not true." Tod tried to grin, "Sometimes I bring pizza.”
― Rachel Vincent, If I Die

“Eastlake High makes Buffy's hellmouth look like a crack in the sidewalk.”
― Rachel Vincent, If I Die

“Hey, do you wanna go out for..." His words melted with a sigh when he noticed Tod, but then he rallied with a smile. "Hi, Tod, I didn't realise you were here. In my daughter's bedroom. With the door closed."

"Happy to be here," Tod said, and I groaned out loud.”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“So could we please not mob the three-thousand-plus-year-old reaper like tweens at a boy-band concert?”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Save

“Kaylee, you're adding two and two and coming up with seven.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Take

“Like I'm going to pass up an opportunity to smack your cousin.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Keep

“So what does Tod look like? Whitewashed skeleton skulking around in a black cape and hood? Carrying a scythe? 'Cause I'm thinking that would cause mass panic in the hospital." ..... "Do you chase after a funeral processions in a long, dirty dress, hair trailing behind you in the wind? I shot him a mock frown. "Have you been following me again?”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Take

“I couldn't resist another grin. "So...is there a family discount?"
"Hell, no. Nash is paying full price. Plus tip.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Steal

“Alec rolled beautiful brown eyes. "No fair playing the death card."
"No fair having it to play.”
― Rachel Vincent, If I Die

“...the dead have a way of becoming saints in the eyes of their survivors...”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Take

“As soon as the door closed behind my father, Alec turned to me, coffee mug halfway to his mouth. "You faced down a hellion to rescue three people from the Netherworld. Why the hell is he trying to protect you from me?"
I could only shrug. "He's my dad. That's what he does.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Steal

“You two are cracked," Tod snapped.
My smile widened. "Says the undead man in love with the soulless pop star.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Save

“Why? Why is this happening to me?" Sophie asked.

Sabine rolled her eyes. "Because you're the beautiful fairy princess and the evil Lord of Hell can't secure his kingdom until he's feasted from your flesh and slaked his thirst with tea brewed from the ashes of your incinerated bones."

Nash groaned, and Tod laughed out loud.

Sophie hiccuped, and turned to me, frowning. "Is she serious?”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“Some day soon, reaper, your mouth is going to be the source of your own destruction."
"That does seem likely, doesn’t it?" Tod glanced at me and shrugged. "Until then, it remains a source of my own amusement.”
― Rachel Vincent, With All My Soul

“I spent two hours trying to question reapers without sounding like I was questioning them. What do you think it says about us as a group, that every reaper I know is either irritable, egotistical, voyeuristic, or some combination of the three?"
"That you fit in well?”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“Did he show himself?” Nash asked, and I glanced to my right to see him staring at my father, as fascinated as I was.
My dad nodded. “He was an arrogant little demon.”
“So what happened?” I asked.
“I punched him.”
For a moment, we stared at him in silence. “You punched the reaper?” I asked, and my hand fell from the strainer onto the edge of the sink.
“Yeah.” He chuckled at the memory, and his grin brought out one of my own. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen my father smile. “Broke his nose.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Take