Charles Cornick Quotes

“My grandfather would have loved to have met you," he told her huskily. "He would have called you 'She Moves Trees Out of His Path.' "

She looked lost, but his da laughed. He'd known the old man, too.

"He called me 'He Who Must Run into Trees,'" Charles explained, and in a spirit of honesty, a need for his mate to know who he was, he continued, "or sometimes 'Running Eagle.' "

" 'Running Eagle'?" Anna puzzled it over, frowning at him. "What's wrong with that?"

"Too stupid to fly," murmured his father with a little smile.”
― Patricia Briggs, Hunting Ground

“His brother maintained that what sent people backing away was neither his size nor his mother's blood, but solely the expression on his face. To test Samuel's theory, Charles had tried smiling - and then solemnly reported to Samuel that he had been mistaken. When Charles smiled, he told Samuel, people just ran faster.”
― Patricia Briggs, Fair Game

“Anna gave Charles a shy kiss on the cheek and strolled out of the room without a backward glance. Until she reached the doorway, and then, in full view of the curious who'd had the courage or discourtesy to linger in the auditorium after he'd dismissed them, she kissed her palm and blew it to him.

And despite... or because of their audience, he caught it in one hand, and pulled the hand to his heart. Her smile dropped away, and the expression in her eyes would feed him for a week. And the expressions on the faces of the wolves who knew Charles, or knew his reputation, would make him laugh as soon as no one was watching.”
― Patricia Briggs, Hunting Ground

“New rules. If you are smart enough to live, you won’t hit Charles’s mate in front of his father.”
― Patricia Briggs, Cry Wolf

“Charles could care less about shoes - and he suspected he wasn't alone among men in his feelings. Shoe, no shoe, he didn't care. Naked was good, though over the past couple of weeks he was beginning to think that dressed in his clothes was a decent second best.”
― Patricia Briggs, Hunting Ground

“Fortunately, he'd found that most people were easy to locate at five thirty in the morning.”
― Patricia Briggs, Cry Wolf

“Anna: “I thought Indians built fires with fiction.”
Charles: “I can do that, but I'd like to eat sometime in the next day or so. Sterno and Bic are much faster.”
― Patricia Briggs, Cry Wolf

“There isn’t a person in this city more dangerous than a wolf whose mate is in danger.”
― Patricia Briggs, Fair Game

“This was not a man who wanted to give up his mate. This was a man trying to do the honorable thing—and give her a choice, no matter hiw much it cost him.”
― Patricia Briggs, Cry Wolf

“He left the key in the ignition. No one was likely to come up here and steal the truck- and if anyone did... well, he could deal with Charles”
― Patricia Briggs, Cry Wolf

“I don’t think you’re supposed to be able to get at that information,” said Leslie.
“Don’t look,” said Goldstein, peering over Charles’s shoulder. “We don’t know anything about illegal hacking.” He whistled cheerily.”
― Patricia Briggs, Fair Game

“And thus Charles found himself wandering around a hotel, trailing federal agents as he held a cardboard coffee cup holder in each hand, instead of out killing misbehaving werewolves.”
― Patricia Briggs, Fair Game

“Charles was most comfortable by himself or, if that wasn't possible, with his pack in the wild. Talking for hours in a crowded auditorium was not on any list of things he enjoyed—or things he was good at. At least no one had died. Yet.”
― Patricia Briggs, Hunting Ground

“They staggered and stumbled, wounded but triumphant, singing the old Welsh folk song “Ar Lan y Môr.” And if there was something odd about returning from battle singing about lilies, rosemary, rocks, and—for some reason he’d never fathomed—eggs, of all things, by the sea, well, then the three of them made it sound pretty good and only he and Beauclaire knew Welsh.”
― Patricia Briggs, Fair Game

“What do you mean?” Leslie’s voice was cool, as if she questioned witches who were flat on their backs being threatened by werewolves every day.”
― Patricia Briggs, Fair Game

“I would never disrespect your grandmother’s rolling pin. Your old pack did everything in their power to turn you into a victim, and when that crazy wolf started for me, you still grabbed the rolling pin to defend me from him, even though you were terrified of him. I think it is the bravest thing I have ever seen. And possibly the only time anyone has tried to defend me since I reached adulthood.”
― Patricia Briggs, Fair Game