Michelle Rowen > Quotes

“I glanced at George half naked in his towel, then at Barkley, completely naked in his . . . nothing. A vampire and a werewolf.
I shook my head. It was obvious. I was having one of my Anita Blake dreams again. ”
― Michelle Rowen, Fanged & Fabulous

“So that means that Peter..." I swallowed. "That his full name was Peter Parker."
"Yeah"
I burst into tears. "Oh, my God! I killed Spiderman!”
― Michelle Rowen, Fanged & Fabulous

“Her eyes winded. "I'm becoming addicted to you?."
He raised an eyebrow. "You say it like it's a bad thing.”
― Michelle Rowen, The Demon in Me

“You bit me on the neck? What kind of a sorry-ass vampire wannabe are you, anyhow?”
I grabbed for my dirt-covered purse that lay by my feet. I kept a can of pepper spray in it for protection, or at least I used to. Did I still have it? Did those things have an expiration date? Didn’t matter. If I had to, I’d just use it to bash him over the head.
I’m not a wannabe.” He actually had the audacity to look insulted. “I am a vampire.”
Psycho, I thought. Total psycho.”
― Michelle Rowen, Bitten & Smitten

“Why were you running?” Gordon looked confused. “I wasn’t going to hurt you.”

Bite me,” I told him. He was so going to get charged with assault. I might even have to put a restraining order on his sorry ass. “Oh, wait a minute, you already did bite me, didn’t you… you psycho!”

He rolled his eyes. “You’re really going to have to get over that if this relationship is going to have half a chance.”
― Michelle Rowen, Bitten & Smitten

“Bite me, Rhys."
"Where?”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign Fall

“George pulled my hand away and inspected the wound. He frowned. "Sarah, honey, what happened?"
I cleared my throat. "I fell on some barecue prongs.”
― Michelle Rowen, Fanged & Fabulous

“Well...unfortunately there's a little problem," he said.
"What?"
He pointed up. "That."
I looked up to see the mistletoe dangling from the ceiling where I'd hung it three hours before.
"Okay, but what does that-?"
Rhys kissed me.
"I really, really, didn't want to like that," he said.
"Rhys-" But before I could say anything else, he kissed me again and pulled me closer.”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign Check

“Just to make things perfectly clear between us, you can have my peanut butter, but my bed is off-limits.”
― Michelle Rowen, The Demon in Me

“I'd never been a big fan of disappointment.”
― Michelle Rowen, Primal

“You dare speak to me in such an insolent manner?”
“Stop talking like you’re two hundred years old. You’re sixteen, just like me.”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign Fall

“She raised an eyebrow. "I thought I sensed something oddly human about you. From the moment I though it was simply residue from your recent and ill-advised horizontal romp with that girl"
"What makes you think we were horizontal?" Darrack's lip twitched”
― Michelle Rowen, The Demon in Me

“I'm feeling better now," Darrak said. She stifled a scream and clamped her hands over her bare breasts. "Don't sneak up on me like that!"

"Did I interrupt something?" There was a short pause. "Oh, I see. Don't let me stop you from getting naked. Please, continue."

Eden scanned her reflection with wide eyes. Could she see the demon inside of her? Did she look possessed?" Nope. There was nothing noticeable. Other than the deep voice in her head only she could hear.
"This should be interesting." Darrak sounded amused. "As I said before, I've never shared living space with a woman before. I honestly never would have guessed black lace panties for you. But I do approve.”
― Michelle Rowen, The Demon in Me

“Look at you, all Rocky Horror Picture Ho.”
― Michelle Rowen, Stakes & Stilettos

“No. As a matter of fact, the dragon oracle tells me the girl I'm supposed to marry, the one destined to someday become the queen of the faery realm, isn't a faery at all."
"She isn't?" I said. "Then who is she?"
"You," he said.”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign Check

“I'm not going to marry you."
"I'm not asking you to."
"Good."
He eyed me. "And you can wipe that horrified look off your face because it's obviously not true.”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign Check

“I really hate you sometimes."
"There's a fine line between love and hate."
I glared at him. "Dream on.”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign Fall

“Darrak"- she let out a shuddery breath-"I need my privacy."
"That's going to be difficult. For obvious reasons”
― Michelle Rowen, The Demon in Me

“I don't know what his problem is," I said as Michael and I left the school. "Why would he tell me to be careful if he hates my guts?"
"Because he doesn't hate your guts. I think he likes you." Michael was walking so fast I had to jog to keep up with him. "Isn't it obvious?”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign Check

“No more hanky-panky or you get more evil.”
― Michelle Rowen, The Demon in Me

“My recommendation is to keep up the good work. I’m changing your title to senior executive assistant, and giving you a three percent raise effective next payday. Congratulations.”
Wow, three percent. I could move up that early retirement plan to age seventy-five now, instead of eighty. Lucky me.
Thank you,” I said. “That’s very generous.”
You’re quite welcome.” Ms. Saunders nodded and grabbed a gold-plated letter opener to begin attacking her stack of mail.
I turned to leave. Didn’t want to outstay my welcome.
Damn it!” she exclaimed, and I turned back around. She winced and nodded at the letter opener that she’d dropped to her desktop. “Damn thing slipped. I’m probably going to need stitches now. Can you be a dear and fetch the first-aid kit for me?”
She held her left index finger and frowned at the steady flow of blood oozing out. A few small drops of red splashed onto the other letters spread out on the desk.
I felt woozy. And suddenly dizzy.
I blinked.
When I opened my eyes, I was no longer standing by the door about to leave. I was crouched down next to Ms. Saunders’s imported black leather chair, grasping her wrist tightly…… and sucking noisily on her fingertip.
I shrieked and let go of her, staggering backward. I grabbed at her desk to keep from falling, but I dropped on my butt, anyhow, taking most of the contents of the top of her desk with me.
She held her injured finger far away from her and stared at me, wide-eyed, with a mixture of shock and disgust.
I scrambled to my feet and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.
What in the holy hell just happened?
I… I… uh… I’m so sorry,” I managed. “I don’t know what… I wouldn’t normally do something… I just…”
Ms. Saunders pulled her hand close to her chest, perhaps to protect it from further abuse.
Get out,” she said quietly.
Yeah, I’ll get back to work. Again, I’m so, so sorry. Would you like me to bring you a cup of coffee?”
No, not to your desk,” she said evenly, but her volume increased with every word. “Get out of here, you freak. I don’t care what you’ve heard, I’m not into women. You’re fired. Now get out of here before I call security.”
But… my job review—”
Get out!” she yelled.”
― Michelle Rowen, Bitten & Smitten

“You can tell this lady to bite me,though," Darrak added. "And she can take that holier-than-thou attitude of hers and shove it right under her granny panties.”
― Michelle Rowen, The Demon in Me

“No...I...I had this spicy Mexican food last night. It's only a bad case of heartburn. I don't need an exorcism. i need some Pepto-Bismo!”
― Michelle Rowen, The Demon in Me

“I'm a half-demon princess. Sure. What's so hard to grasp about that?”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign or Shine

“You can be a lousy vampire. You can be a lousy human. What you are doesn't mean anything. It's what you do with what you are that counts.”
― Michelle Rowen, Lady & the Vamp

“I had lied so much lately that I was honestly surprised my pants weren't literally made of fire.”
― Michelle Rowen, Tall, Dark & Fangsome

“Good. I wouldn't want you to fall madly in love with me. That would make things very complicated when it comes to your beloved Shadow, wouldn't it? Who'd win the battle for your heart then? The servant or the king?”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign Fall

“I don't think he can hurt. Wizards and witches go hand in hand, after all. Didn't you read Harry Potter?"
Eden stared at him. "Well, yeah."
"I didn't read the books," he continued. "But I did get to see the movies. A previous host was a fan. He even wore dress robes and pretended he'd been sorted into a house. Hufflepuff, if you can believe it. Who liked Hufflepuff best? I mean, seriously.”
― Michelle Rowen, That Old Black Magic

“Is your future faery bride too ugly for you?”
Rhys leaned back against the head rest and studied the seat
back in front of him. “That’s not it.”
“Too old or too young?”
“No.”
I rolled my eyes, but smiled. This was why he was upset. He
hadn’t landed the perfect bride-to-be. “Her pretty faery wings
aren’t the right shade of sparkly lavender and pink?”
His eyes flashed with anger. “Actually, she doesn’t have faery
wings.”
“She doesn’t?”
“No. As a matter of fact, the dragon oracle tells me the girl I’m
supposed to marry, the one destined to someday become the queen
of the faery realm, isn’t a faery at all.”
Okay, that was surprising. Not a faery?
“She isn’t?” I said. “Then who is she?”
His expression was severe as he turned to look me right in the
eye.
“You,” he said”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign Check

“Except...except for this demon thing. I couldn't control it. And now I can't change back. Of course I was able to scare Chris off. I scared him by how ugly I am."
He shook his head. "Princess, there's nothing ugly about you.”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign or Shine

“Don't you have any clothes?"
"Quite honestly, no I don't."
"Cover yourself up!"
"Fine." There was a rustling sound. "Okay I'm covered. I had no idea you were such a prude.”
― Michelle Rowen, The Demon in Me

“Come on Eden. Turn that frown upside down. There's no reason for bad moods. It's a beautiful new day full of possibilities."
"maybe for you.”
― Michelle Rowen, The Demon in Me

“My eyes widened as I looked at him. 'Then you bit me, you weirdo.”
― Michelle Rowen, Bitten & Smitten

“I stared blankly at Rhys for what felt like about three days.
“Me?” I finally sputtered.
He nodded.
“You’re kidding, right?”
“Not kidding.”
I laughed then, and it sounded slightly hysterical. “I’m not
going to marry you.”
“I’m not asking you to.”
“Good.”
He eyed me. “And you can wipe that horrified look off your
face because it’s obviously not true.”
“Do I look horrified?”
“Yes, you do.”
I grimaced. “Nothing personal, Rhys, but—”
He held up a hand. “Say nothing else. I shouldn’t have even
mentioned it to you. I’ll find another dragon to help me.”
“Second opinions are really important,” I said.
He just glowered at that.
We rode the rest of the way back to Erin Heights in silence.
Now I had even more information crowding my already full brain.
Maybe that Irena chick should go see a shrink, herself. She was
one crazy dragon lady.”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign Check

“There’s nothing to fear but fear itself”
― Michelle Rowen, Something Wicked

“I think I know who you are," he finally said. "It took me a minute, since you're better looking than I thought you'd be, but I think I've got it.”
― Michelle Rowen, Reign or Shine

“A line of perspiration slipped down my spine like a waterslide at an unamusement park.”
― Michelle Rowen, Tall, Dark & Fangsome

“Come on, Eden, don't be naive. Demonic children are a dime a dozen in Netherworld. Need I mention Children of the Corn? Damien? Justine Bieber?”
― Michelle Rowen, That Old Black Magic

“Je coulais un regard à George à moitié nu avec sa serviette de toilette puis à Barckley complètement nu avec son... Rien. Un vampire et un loup-garou. Je secouai la tête. C'était pourtant évident:j'avais encore fait l'un de ses rêves où j'étais Anita Blake”
― Michelle Rowen