Kate Baxter

“From Chapter 1:

Isabel went into the kitchen. Their butterball of a beagle wagged his tail and peered up at her with his soulful brown eyes. He was eager to get his reward for looking cute as a button, and he knew she was a pushover.”
― Ed Lynskey, To Dye For

“Do you know what sort of trouble you are courting?”
“Courting?” I gave him a scornful look. “I married it long ago. As our favorite detective, Arcadia Brown, would say to her faithful Garvin, ‘Excelsior!”
― Deanna Raybourn, A Treacherous Curse

“Because there is no power on earth that could make me abandon our friendship. There is no deed you could confess so dark that it would make me forsake you. You said of us once that we were quicksilver and the rest of the world mud. We are alike, shaped by Nature in the same mold, and whatever that signifies, it means that to spurn each other would be to spit in the face of whatever deity has seen fit to bring us together. We are the same, and to leave you would be to leave myself.”
― Deanna Raybourn, A Treacherous Curse

“A woman who feared being a cat lady had obviously never owned a cat.”
― Jacqueline Frost, Twelve Slays of Christmas