Lily > Lily's Quotes

“Kylie watched as his shirttail upward, exposing a very hard abdomen. The hem of his shirt inched higher, and she took in the cutest inny belly button she'd ever seen. And then his chest. Solid. Hard. A few drops of water glistened against his skin. Hear heart beat to the sound of passion again.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“I mean, if your about to tell me something like I'm dead, that i need to start acquiring a taste for blood, and I can't even eat sushi, I wont be able to handle it. Or if you're going to tell me that I'm going to start howling at the moon, eating peoples cats, and will spend the rest of my life having to get waxed if I want to wear a bathing suit, then I don't think I can handle it, either. I like cats and I tried waxing once, and that hurt like a son of a gun." -Kylie”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“I think he likes you" Miranda Whispered.
Realizing she and Derek had drawn attention, she glanced away. "He's probably just curious about me like everyone else" she whispered back.
"Nope. He's hot for you" Della said, reminding Kylie of the supernatural hearing of some of the campers. "When he was sitting by you at lunch, he oozed so much testosterone that it was hard to breathe. He wants your body" Della teased.
"Well, he's not getting it" Kylie said.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“She's a serial kisser. I think her parents are French.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“Burnett wasn't fooled, that was aparent by his expression, but he didn't argue, either. Well, as long as one didn't call slamming the door an argument.
"Jerk" Holiday muttered.
"I can hear you" he retorted from the other side of the wall.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“Just because a guy rings your bell, doesn't mean you have to toot his horn.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“Bite my ass Mr. James”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“You told dad you didn't know what happened to his underwear. But You'd just flame-broiled his shorts on the grill.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“That’s the tricky thing about love. It walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, and smells like a duck. But after you sleep with it a month or so, or get dumped at the altar by it, it starts smelling more like a skunk.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“Kylie thought hell would be announcing a snow day before she agreed with anything her mom said. But right now, Kylie wondered how many inches they were predicting.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“You gotta love an attentive vampire

--Kylie”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“And this is what you get for laughing at me." He pulled her up a few inches until his lips touched hers.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“If she doesn't want to be friends with us, I certainly don't want to be friends with her. Hell, I didn't like the bitch anyway.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“Couldn't I just be a bit loony instead of gifted?”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“Not everyone in the world is alike. And some of us are a lot more different than others. Some of us were born like this, some of us were changed. But no matter how this happened to you, if you are here it is because this is your destiny. It was chosen for you.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“What was that, Kylie? Just a thank-you for saving your life.. or was it more?”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“Me?" All the crappiness of the day, of the last few weeks, zeroed in on this high and mighty B with an itch, and the scared-rabbit feeling faded.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“Who wanted a hug you had to ask for? It was like having to ask for an apology.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“She assumed these must be the fairies, or Fae as he called them. Not that she blamed him for using the different version. No straight guy would want to be called a fairy. Not that anyone could mistake Derek for gay. Something about the way he walked and carried himself was overtly female-loving male—like Trey.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“She leaned into him to soak up his warmth.
"You are so hot," she said.
"It's about time you noticed," he teased.”
― C.C. Hunter, Awake at Dawn

“Maybe I'm a supernatural retard.”
― C.C. Hunter, Awake at Dawn

“Thanks, but that's not going to fix anything. It's like putting a Band-Aid on a bullet wound.”
― C.C. Hunter, Awake at Dawn

“That woman is the most difficult, the most stubborn redhead I've ever had the displeasure of meeting."
He shot off, leaving only a blurry streak in his wake.
"And you're falling in love with her," Kylie whispered.”
― C.C. Hunter, Awake at Dawn

“You knocked the door down." Disbelief rang in his matter-of-fact tone.
"I know," she answered,unable to say anything else. Unable to look away from his body.
"But it's solid oak."
"I know." She felt the solid oak beneath her and a little shocked that she'd done it, too. If it mattered at all, her shoulder felt a little bruised. And it was the slight pain that brought some reality back into the moment.
"You don't have any clothes on." Oh, God, did she really say that?”
― C.C. Hunter, Awake at Dawn

“Why does ice cream go with a broken heart?” Kylie asked. “Because if you eat enough of it, it freezes the heart and numbs the pain for a bit,”
― C.C. Hunter, Awake at Dawn

“Wow,” Kylie muttered, and grinned.
“Yeah, wow.” Della leaned in closer. “I think Perry just grew a pair.”
Kylie bit down on her lip to keep from laughing. “If this was a movie,
there would be some music playing in the background.”
“I could sing,” Della chuckled.
“And ruin it,” Kylie teased back. “I’ve heard you singing in the
shower.” Both grinning, they looked back at the kissing couple.”
― C.C. Hunter, Awake at Dawn

“Wow," Miranda said, "You'd better be careful Della. In the last few days, I think you've used up your vampire quota of apologies for the next ten years."

"Kiss my apologetic ass!" Della snapped.”
― C.C. Hunter, Taken at Dusk

“She already had a headache-she didn't want to add 'get tortured' to today's to-do list.”
― C.C. Hunter, Born at Midnight

“Take some very deep breaths," Miranda said. "Relax. Concentrate. Then envision a frosty six-pack and wiggle your pinky."
A frosty six-pack. Kylie inhaled. He held out her pinky, and right then Della chimed in. "We are talking a six=pack of soda, not a cold guy with good-looking abs, right?"

There was a strange kind of sizzle in the air. And suddenly appearing in front of the refrigerator was a shirtless, shivering guy with great abs. His blue eyes studied the three of them in complete bafflement.

"What the...!" he muttered.
Kylie gasped.
Miranda giggled.
Della snorted with laughter.”
― C.C. Hunter, Whispers at Moonrise

“Friday morning, Kylie, Miranda, and Della, each carting suitcases, walked
the trail to meet up with their parents. They walked slowly, like condemned prisoners moving to their executions.
“I’m going to be peeing on a drug test stick every hour,” Della
muttered.
Miranda sighed. “I’m going to screw up at my competition and my
mom is going to give me up for adoption.”
“I’m going to a ghost hunt,” Kylie added. Both girls looked at her.
“Don’t ask.”
― C.C. Hunter, Awake at Dawn