Chiara Thompson

“Meaning,you do nothing, Claire. That's an order.'"

She gave him a cocked mock salute. "Yes, sir, sorry, sir.'"
He sighed. "I liked you better when you were this timid little kid. What happened?'"
"I started living with you guys.'"
"Oh, right.”
― Rachel Caine, The Dead Girls' Dance

“Tempting. But you see, I can simply insist on a lifetime contract with none of your silly restrictions, or kill you right now.”

“You won’t,” Shane said. That made Morley’s eyes open wide.

“Why not? Jacob and Patience were quite specific—they’re concerned for Claire. Not for you, boy.”

“Because if you kill me and Eve, you’ll make her your enemy. This girl won’t stop until she sees you all pay.”

Claire had no idea whom he was talking about—she didn’t feel like that Claire at all, until she imagined Shane and Eve lying dead on the ground.

Then she understood. “I’d hunt you down,” she said quietly. “I’d use every resource I have to do it.

And you know I’d win.”

Morley seemed impressed. “She is small, but I see your point, boy. Besides, she has the ear of Amelie, Oliver, and Myrnin; not a combination I would care to test.”
― Rachel Caine, Fade Out

“It's not the hair. You just--you're something else, Claire. It's like when all the rest of us don't know where to go, you ... just go. You're not afraid.”
― Rachel Caine

“Eve: Shut up, we have zero time for you and your bullshit dramatics
Monica: Or what, you'll bleed on me, Emo Princess of Freakdomonia?
Claire: Fine. You come with us. If you get in my way, I'll kill you.”
― Rachel Caine, Black Dawn