Cranky

“I lied. I need your help."
"Who are we killing?"
"Do you have a pen?”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

“I sighed and put Slayer between the front seats. "Stay here. Guard the car."
Saiman shut the door. "Is the sword sentient?"
"No. But I like to pretend it is.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

“My fingers scrabbled at the smooth leather interior of Ryu’s BMW as he missed the exit we needed. Causing him to drop a few more F bombs and slam on the breaks. He then opened what I assume was a rift in the space time continuum in order to hurtle his German made steal cage of doom through said continuum.”
― Nicole Peeler, Tracking the Tempest

“Our relationship was a lot like underwear in a dryer without a static control sheet. One minute we were floating through life, buoyant and carefree. The next we were attached at the crotch.”
― darynda Jones