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“I can't believe you just did that! Are you crazy?"
I gripped the steering wheel tighter. "Why do people keep asking me that?"
He turned to stare at me, his eyes worried. "Who else keeps asking you that? Are any of them doctors?”
― Janette Rallison, Just One Wish

“I thrust the picture at his chest. He takes it and squints at it in the softening light. Then his eyes widen. "Holy shit," he breathes. "Is this the girl that ate you?"

"Ha, no. You're funny." I snatch my picture back. "So I was super fat. It's my father's fault. He never hugged me."

"So, what, you ate him?”
― Nicole Christie, Falling for the Ghost of You

“Yeah," Perry said. "That's the way out. But you're not leaving yet.”
― Veronica Rossi, Under the Never Sky

“The boy who was taken," she said. "Is he your son?"
"How old do you think I am, Dweller?"
"I'm a little shaky on the fossil record, but I'd say fifty to sixty thousand years."
"Eighteen. And no. He's not my son.”
― Veronica Rossi, Under the Never Sky

“Perry could no longer deny that it was common knowledge. Aria was the safest path to him.”
― Veronica Rossi, Under the Never Sky

“I didn't eat all of it."

"Oh, so it ate itself?" Dee shrieked so loudly I thought I heard the rafters in the ceiling shake. "Did the spoon ate it? Oh wait, I know. The carton ate it."

"Actually, I think the freezer ate it.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Is this what you do with your spare time?” he asked me, ignoring his sister.

“What—are you deciding to talk to me now?” Smiling tightly, I grabbed a handful of mulch and dumped it. Rinse and repeat. “Yeah, it’s kind of a hobby. What’s yours? Kicking puppies?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“There was no doubt in my mind that Daemon believed revenge was a dish best served in my face.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“I checked out your blog.'
Oh. Dear. Baby. Jesus. How did he find it? Wait. More importantly was the fact he HAD found it. Was my blog now googleable? That was awesomesauce with an extra heaping of sauce.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“She's evil. Evil, evil, evil. I want to see her naked.”
― Christopher Moore, Bloodsucking Fiends

“Why do you care? I've ignored you for days."
His smile fades. He looks serious, mockingly so. "Yeah. You got to stop that.”
― Sophie Jordan, Firelight

“Why are you such an ass?" The words came out before I could think twice.
"Everyone has to excel at something, right?"
"Well, you're doing a great job.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Remind me," he paused, drawing in a stuttered gasp, "to never piss you off again. Christ, are you secretly a ninja?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Thanks,” I muttered and added under my breath, “Douchebag.”

He laughed, deep and throaty. “Now that’s not very ladylike, Kittycat.”

I whipped around. “Don’t ever call me that,” I snapped.

“It’s better than calling someone a douchebag, isn’t it?” He pushed out the door. “This has been a stimulating visit. I’ll cherish it for a long time to come.”

Okay. That was it. “You know, you’re right. How wrong of me to call you a douchebag. Because a douchebag is too nice of a word for you,” I said, smiling sweetly. “You’re a dickhead.”

“A dickhead?” he repeated. “How charming.”

I flipped him off.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“You look like you got more of a bath than the car. I never
thought washing a car would be so hard, but after watching you for the last fifteen minutes, I’m convinced it should be an Olympic sport.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“I don't think he meant to kiss me," I said finally.
"What? Did he slip and fall on your mouth? Those things are known to happen.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“So the dickhead had a name. Daemon—seemed fitting. And of course his sister would be as attractive as him. Why not? Welcome to West
Virginia, the land of lost models.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“I didn't tell you this because I'm sure you would've changed your mind about the dress."
"What?" I frowned. "Does it make my butt look big?"
She laughed. "No. You looked stunning in it."
"Then what's the deal?"
Her smile turned downright mischievous. "Oh, you know, just that the color red is Daemon's favorite.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“How long have you been standing there?"
"Just long enough to see you give Daemon the middle finger."
"He deserved it.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Swimming was the last thing I wanted to do. Drowning him? Maybe.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Daemon: I checked out your blog.
Katy: Stalking me again, I see. Do I need to get a restraining order?
Daemon: In your dreams, Kitten. Oh wait, I'm already starring in those, aren't I?
Katy: Nightmares, Daemon. Nightmares.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Ash is going to kick your ass, Daemon."
Daemon's grin went up a notch. "Nah, she likes my ass too much for that.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“But no matter where I went, what I was running from would still be with me—Kat. She wasn’t just back in the house, in that bed. She was with me now, inside me. And there was no outrunning that.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“You haven’t locked yourself in any rooms or rocked in any corners, right?”
I rolled my eyes and began walking again. “No Daemon, but thanks for making sure I’m mentally sound and all.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“And this is why you don’t want me to be friends with Dee, because you were afraid that I’d find out the truth?”
“That, and you’re a human. Humans are weak. They bring us nothing but trouble.”
My eyes narrowed. “We aren’t weak. And you’re on our planet. How about a little respect, buddy.”
Amusement flickered in his emerald eyes. “Point taken.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“You jerk."

Grinning, he backed down the steps. "I'll see you at noon, Kitten."

"I hate you," I hissed.

"The feeling's mutual." He glanced over his shoulder. "Twenty bucks says you wear a once-piece swimsuit."

He was insufferable.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“You’re such an ass. Has…anyone ever told you that?”
He flashed a genuinely amused smile. “Oh, Kitten, every single day of my blessed life.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Daemon stilled above me. 'I won't hurt you, Kat.' His tone was softer, but still laced with fury as he tried to control me without doing any real damage. 'I could never hurt you.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“I needed to get a grip. Or a camera to memorialize this moment, because I bet I could make a money from a video of him. I could make a fortune... As long as he didn't open his mouth.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Daemon!" Dee called from the kitchen. "I need your help!"
"We should go see what she's doing before she destroys your kitchen." He rubbed his hands down his face. "It's possible.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian