Chimes at Midnight (October Daye, #7)

by Seanan McGuire

Faerie: where it’s only a little weird to realize that my boyfriend is older than the internal combustion engine.

“Believing in you is not your job,” said Tybalt mildly. “It’s ours.”

“Li Qin has a Library card.” I dug my phone out of my jacket pocket. “Maybe she can get me a temporary pass or something.” Tybalt blinked. “That is a surprisingly thoughtful, nonviolent solution.”

librarianship is a form of heroism. It’s just not as flashy as swords and dragons.”

“You like my new look? I’m calling it ‘mortality chic.’”

“Damn.” “I know.” “I mean, seriously . . . damn.” “Yeah.” “When you decide it’s time to up the ante on getting into deep shit, you don’t mess around, do you? You’re just like, hey, what’s the worst that can happen? That’s the worst that can happen? Great. Let’s do that.”

“Okay. If any of you doesn’t want to be a part of this, now would be the time to leave.” “Pass,” said May. “No way,” said Danny. “I’d love to, but I’m the only one that offer doesn’t apply to,” said Arden.

“As long as you don’t drive us off a cliff, I’m good.” “We’d hit the water, so I’m good either way,” said Dianda. “I want my normal sidekicks back,” I said.