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“On my first day of kindergarten, I bit a kid. Hard. In my defense, he deserved it.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Teeth

“I'm some sort of guinea pig in a home economics crash course for werewolves.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Teeth

“To them he’s the slightly less frightening alternative to the grim reaper.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Teeth

“She inches closer so we’re practically sharing the same air. Maybe we are, because I’m light-headed.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Teeth

“There’s a long, uncomfortable silence in which I contemplate what might happen next. Maybe like the villain in a movie, this is where she gives me a long spiel about her hard-up life before she kills me. Not that I totally believe she’s nefarious. Real life isn’t made up of heroes and villains. Just ordinary people making choices they have to live with.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Teeth

“Among wilderness survival tips, punching a wild animal in the face probably isn’t on a checklist.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Teeth

“But you can’t outrun the membrane — he was soon gone.”
― Carol Moreira, Membrane

“Mean girls — you know exactly what they’re gonna do.”
― Carol Moreira, Membrane

“Help!" he yelled and he lifted one leg, trying to run. But you can't outrun the membrane — he was soon gone.”
― Carol Moreira, Membrane

“Think wolf; be wolf.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Claws

“The cold reality of what he is ― what I am ― sets in like cement and our former selves have been buried and smothered to death beneath the thick concrete of our separate fates.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Claws

“He makes it sound so Zen. Or Jedi. Like some kind of Wolf Yoda. There is no try. And maybe that’s all there is to it. Don’t over-think the shift. Just embrace the form that I want to be in.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Claws

“If only I could handle my problems like a video-game style battle against a boss. But there are no power-ups in real life. No FTW moment when I can declare total pwnage. I don’t even know who the bad guys are.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Claws

“She goes very still and I can count on one hand all the times we’ve been here before, standing at the precipice of almost and staring down into the abyss of what-if.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Claws

“He doesn’t move a muscle except for his eyes that follow her path as though somehow he can see her contrails. His whole existence revolves around a girl who left his orbit, and he was the one who spun her off her axis.”
― Kat Kruger, The Night Has Claws

“Beginnings are easier to find in hindsight”
― Natalie Corbett Sampson, Game Plan

“We could adopt. there are lots of kids out there who could grow up to hate us as much as any kid we could make”
― Natalie Corbett Sampson, Game Plan

“She looked over the colored boxes of smiling women holding plastic sticks. Why isn’t there a box showing a terrified teen?”
― Natalie Corbett Sampson, Game Plan

“I shook hands with the attorney, advising him to forgive the cat he had banished from his offices since a child had been the downfall of the bird, not a feline at all. The scratches on the birdcage were months old, while the small, sticky chocolate fingerprints on the cage door were less than a week old. He looked shocked and glanced wordlessly over at his birdcage, so I walked over to the nearest window to point to the matching chocolate fingerprints where a child had released the budgie into the skies of Toronto.”
― Angela Misri, Jewel of the Thames

“Incredible,” said Constable Dawes. “Impossible,” said Sergeant Michaels. “Elementary,” said my professor with a grin.”
― Angela Misri, Jewel of the Thames

“I decided the least I could do was to sit with Mrs. Anderson. Heading to the dining car, I ordered my third pot of tea (my first three-pot problem — Mr. Holmes would be so proud) to be delivered to her compartment rather than mine.”
― Angela Misri, Jewel of the Thames

“She leaned back, closing her eyes and blowing out a thin wisp of smoke. “He was always a good-looking man. Your eyes are from him, the same blue, but you are slimmer of build and have your grandmother’s exotic face rather than his rounder, friendly one. He was a bit of a bounder, as men of his looks are apt to be.”
I grinned at this, adding to my mental picture.
“He married as often as…” she blinked, laughed, “well, as often as I did, I suppose, though my reasons were infinitely better.”
― Angela Misri, Jewel of the Thames

“The corners of her mouth turned up in a wry smile. “Better and better. Your grandmother’s looks and your grandfather’s brains. A deadly combination, I must say.”
― Angela Misri, Jewel of the Thames