Heather

“Bones didn’t share any of my qualms about suddenly holding an arm that wasn’t attached to a body anymore. He just grabbed the ghoul by his other arm and began thumping him over the head with the loose limb. I’d heard Bones threaten to beat someone with their own limb before, but I’d always assumed that was a figure of speech. Apparently not.”
― Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave

“I know I'm delicious. Nummy.....nummy.
-Vlad”
― Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave

“Fourteen hundred and thirty-one.”
I blinked. “What's that?”
“The year I was born, which is not, as you'll note, yesterday.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Twice Tempted

“My dear Reaper," Vlad said, still laughing. 'Did you just check out our-'
'No!' I interrupted at once, almost lunging toward the staircase. 'I'm tired and still dazed from the Remanats and ... fuck it, I'm taking a shower. I mean, not a cold shower, because I don't need that.' -oh Jesus I was only making this worse- 'because I am cold already, and I need to get hot. I mean, warmer. Oh just shut up!' " -Pg 280”
― Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave