Katie

“Stephanie wasn’t one for getting chatty after sex, or before, for that matter. Silent, disposable partners were kind of her sweet spot. But she’d often found the male of the species did not get the value of quiet time. They were all - that was amazing. You are amazing. That thing you did with your leg? above your head? amazing. When can I see you again? Let me give you my digits. Hey, why are you just walking away?”
― Jane Cousins, What's Up, Buttercup?

“Stephanie had never had to put any real effort into seducing a man before, but she had faith in her innate abilities. She was a highly trained Valkyrie; they didn’t know how to fail. No doubt when faced with even a small fraction of her effort, Galen would fold immediately. Just like a Jokaltist Demon when you punctured their throat sac.”
― Jane Cousins, What's Up, Buttercup?

“Wildlife mojo?” Copper queried with dry amusement, taking another sip of the excellent champagne.
“Oh, excuse me, Feral Forest Queen, do you have a special name for what you do? Does it have mud anywhere in the title?”
― Jane Cousins, To Goad A Goddess

“And I’ve grown up in the Southern Sanctuary. You know, where an apocalypse is thwarted every other Tuesday.”
“Yeah. But not by you. Tell me, when was the last time an apocalypse was foiled thanks to your Mocha Jaffa Fudge Bars?”
― Jane Cousins, To Crave A Curse