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“My palms itched to have a close encounter of the bitch-slap kind with his face.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“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

“Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Then I should be relieved to know what I was told an hour ago is false. It wasn't you who yanked a girl--by her hair--out of chair in the common lounge area.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Half-Blood

“You better have had a baby, killed someone, or slept with a pure. Those are your three options. Anything less is unsuitable.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Half-Blood

“So? What are you going to do about it? Throw your mashed potatoes at me? I'm consumed by terror.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Half-Blood

“Okay. He had a point but it wasn’t like I could tell him anything. I
could see me now: Guess what? You ever watch Clash of the Titans or
read any Greek fables? Well those gods are real and yeah, I’m sort of
a descendant of them. Kind of like the stepchild no one wants to claim.
Oh, and I hadn’t even been around mortals until three years ago. Can
we still be friends?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Daimon

“I was gonna be super pissed in the afterlife if I died a virgin in this crap hole.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Half-Blood

“Aiden has gone Rambo on us.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Elixir

“Apollo had changed Hyacinth into a flower to protect him. I would give Alex back control so she could protect herself instead of making the decision for her. That's how we were different from the gods.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Elixir

“Lowering my chin, I sighed. What my Seth wanted, I wanted, but... daimons? I rubbed my hands on my bent knees and sighed again - louder, like a petulant child.
Aiden's back twisted as he turned his head. "What, Alex?"
"Nothing," I mumbled.
"There's something." He leaned back, tipping his head against the bar. "You have that tone."
I frowned at the wall. "What tone?"
"The 'I have something I want to say but I shouldn't' tone" A little bit of humor seeped into his voice. "I'm well familiar with it."
Well... damn.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Apollyon

“B-b-but who will I have cleaning marathons with?”

“Casey. I’ll be there in spirit.”

“She’s not neurotic and cranky like you.”

“You’ll miss that, ay?”

“Hell yes, I’ll miss that! When you’re obsessive and pissy, you tell those floors who’s boss. They won’t shine like that when Casey scrubs them. And don’t get me started on our Covenant Series discussions. The girl thinks Alex should pick Seth. Seth, Em. How can I clean with someone who isn’t Team Aiden? It’s like...madness. Madness on Earth. The fucking apocalypse—”

“Whitney,” I chuckled, squeezing her tighter, “I assure you, you’ll survive. The second she starts running her mouth about Aiden, just spray her with bleach. That’ll teach her a lesson.”

-Emma and Whitney”
― Rachael Wade, Love and Relativity

“Aiden smirked. "Wonder what this one is called?"
The hellhound's ears twitched as the massive body lowered preparing for attack. I slid my hand to the middle of the blade, feeling my heart pound and the adrenaline kick my system into overdrive. In the pit of my stomach, the cord started to unravel.
I swallowed. "Let's call this one... Toto."
Three mouths opened in a growl that sent a cold chill down my spine, and a wave of hot, fetid breath smacked into us. Bile burned the back of my throat.
"I guess it doesn't like the name," I said, moving slowly to the right.
Aiden's powerful body tensed. "Here, Toto..." One head snapped in his direction. "That's a good Toto."
I slipped around the ancient cross, creeping up on the hellhound from the right. The middle and left head focused on me, snapping and growlying.
Aiden clucked his tongue. "Come on, Toto, I'm pretty tasty.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Apollyon

“That’s okay,” Apollo replied, smiling at him in a wholly creepy' hide your kids' kind of way. “When you least expect it, I’m going to turn you into a a pink flower that smells like cat pee.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout

“I jerked my hand back and looked up, horrified. “The ground feels like skin!”
A slow smile crept onto Hades’ face. “Zeus got bored with the whole rock and eagle bit.”
Rock and eagle bit...? Then it hit me. “Prometheus?”
“You’re standing on him,” Hades remarked.
My stomach turned. “Oh gods, I think I’m going to vomit.”
“Perfect,” the god said.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout

“Will you show me what you really look like? You don't sparkle, do you?”
― 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

“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

“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

“I bet you think things through, right? Accept candy
from strangers and get into vans with a sign that reads free Kittens?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Aliens—if they exist—are little green men with big eyes and spindly arms or…or giant insects or something like a lumpy
little creature.” Daemon let out a loud laugh. “ET?”
“Yes! Like ET, asshole. I’m so glad you find this funny.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Look at the time." I tipped my chin toward the clock. "It's past midnight. It's January second. You lost."
For several moments he stared at the clock like it was an Arum he was about to blast into the next county and then his eyes found mine. Daemon smiled. "No. I didn't lose. I still won.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Onyx

“You look like you're twelve. No. Maybe thirteen, but my sister has this doll that kinda reminds me of you. All big-eyed and vacant.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“You know what they say about boys next door...”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“There was a pause, then his lips stretched into a smile. "You're right."
Hell froze over. Pigs were flying. "Come again?"
"You're right. I should have checked in at some point. I'm sorry."
The world was flat. I didn't know what to say. According to Daemon, he was right about 99 percent of the time. Wow.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Opal

“What?" he demanded.
"Did you just...clean a dish?" Dee backed away slowly, blinking. She glanced at Daemon. "The world is going to end. And I’m still a vir—"

"No!" both the brothers yelled in unison.

Daemon looked like he was actually going to vomit. "Jesus, don’t ever finish that statement. Actually, don’t ever change that. Thank you."

Her mouth dropped open."You expect me to never have—"

"This isn’t a conversation I want to start my morning with." Dawson grabbed his book bag off the kitchen table. "I’m so leaving for school before this gets more detailed."

"And why aren’t you dressed yet?" Dee demanded, her full attention concentrated on Daemon. "You’re going to be late."

"I’m always late."
"Punctuality makes perfect.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Shadows

“My mouth opened as did the door behind us. Stomach dropping, I turned to see Mom standing there in all her fuzzy-bunny pajama glory. Oh for the love of God. Her eyes went from me to Daemon, completely misinterpreting everything. The glee in her eyes made me want to vomit on Daemon's head.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“Oh no I know that look. What are you thinking?
That this is the most ridiculous declaration of attraction I've ever heard”
― 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 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