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  • #1
    Ilona Andrews
    “You know," she said, stirring her tea, "the fastest way to get him off your back is to sleep with him. And tell him you love him. Preferably while in bed."
    I smirked and the tea almost came out of my nose. "He'd run like he was on fire.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Burns

  • #2
    Devon Monk
    “What the hell?” I muttered. Then I realized it was Jack Quinn’s car. Jack was a Hound and Bea’s boyfriend. The left blinker flashed on for just a second, and then Jack drove at speed again.

    “Zayvion, I’m sorry to tell you I think I have a crush on another man.”

    “Who is this unfortunate and soon-to-be-dead fool?” he asked.

    “Jack. That’s his car. He must have been waiting for us, or maybe he followed us.”

    “Jack Quinn has been following us?” Shame said.

    “And now he’s taking us to Collins, I think.”

    “Or a trap,” Shame said.

    “He’s a Hound, Shame.”

    “My statement stands.”

    “You still don’t get it, do you?” I turned left, following the car. “Hounds are loyal. Jack and Bea told me they’d help me if they could. They’re not going to turn against me while I’m in trouble.”

    “What happens when you’re not in trouble?” Shame asked.

    “Don’t know. It’s never happened.”
    Devon Monk, Magic Without Mercy

  • #3
    Charlaine Harris
    “My eyes flew open, and I pushed back against rock-hard shoulders. I let out a little squeak of horror.

    "It's me," said a familiar voice.

    ..."Eric, what are you doing here?"

    "Snuggling.”
    Charlaine Harris, Club Dead

  • #4
    Ilona Andrews
    “I chuckled to myself and kept walking. The Universe had proven Curran wrong: a person who aggravated him more than me did, in fact, exist.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Burns

  • #5
    Ilona Andrews
    “I'm secure enough in myself to wear panties with bows on them. Besides, they are comfy and soft."
    "I bet." He almost purred.
    I gulped.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Burns

  • #6
    Ilona Andrews
    “Yes. What is it, guilt, revenge, love, what?”
    I swallowed. “I live alone.”
    "And your point is?”
    "You have the Pack. You’re surrounded by people who would fall over themselves for the pleasure of your company. I have no one. My parents are dead, my entire family is gone. I have no friends. Except Jim, and that’s more of a working relationship than anything else. I have no lover. I can’t even have a pet, because I’m not at the house often enough to keep it from starving. When I come crawling home, bleeding and filthy and exhausted, the house is dark and empty. Nobody keeps the porch light on for me. Nobody hugs me and says, ‘Hey, I’m glad you made it. I’m glad you’re okay. I was worried.’ Nobody cares if I live or die. Nobody makes me coffee, nobody holds me before I go to bed, nobody fixes my medicine when I’m sick. I’m by myself.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Burns

  • #7
    Ilona Andrews
    “He put the book down. “As you wish.” He rose and walked past me. I lowered my sword, expecting him to pass, but suddenly he stepped in dangerously close. “Welcome home. I’m glad you made it. There is coffee in the kitchen for you.”
    My mouth gaped open.
    He inhaled my scent, bent close, about to kiss me…
    I just stood there like an idiot.
    Curran smirked and whispered in my ear instead. “Psych.”
    And just like that, he was out the door and gone.
    Oh boy.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Burns

  • #8
    Ilona Andrews
    “The vampire stared at me, his mouth slack as Ghastek assessed his options. I took a couple of forms from my desk, put them into the vamp's mouth, and pulled them up by their edges.
    "What are you doing?" Ghastek asked.
    "My hole puncher broke."
    "You have no respect for the undead.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Burns

  • #9
    Ilona Andrews
    “Not only will you sleep with me, but you will say 'please.'"
    I stared at him, shocked.
    The smile widened. "You will say 'please' before and 'thank you' after."
    Nervous laughter bubbled up. "You've gone insane. All that peroxide in your hair finally did your brain in, Goldilocks.”
    Ilona Andrews, Magic Burns

  • #11
    Devon Monk
    “Shamus ordered half a cup of house brew. Then he proceeded to fill the cup up the rest of the way with milk and sugar. Lots of sugar.

    “Sure you got enough milk in your sugar?” I asked as we strolled out of the shop and headed south.

    He flipped me off. “You drink your coffee your way, and I’ll drink my coffee the right way.”
    Devon Monk, Magic in the Shadows

  • #12
    Devon Monk
    “... he trotted down the hallway on all fours and started in on his second favorite pastime, conversations with plumbing. Just what I needed: Stone, the Toilet Whisperer.”
    Devon Monk, Magic in the Shadows

  • #13
    Devon Monk
    “Aspirin?” I asked. It came out sounding a lot like ass spoon, but Zayvion seemed fluent in mumbleze.”
    Devon Monk, Magic in the Shadows

  • #14
    Devon Monk
    “The three women laughing over there? Dark wavy hair, coffee skin, and beautiful matching sets of big, lovely—”

    I slapped him on the arm.

    “Hey. Eyes. I was going to say eyes. What were you thinking?”
    Devon Monk, Magic on the Storm

  • #15
    Devon Monk
    “Shame scowled. “How about I just make you angry again? That coat makes you look fat.”

    “Even more reason to take the stairs.”
    Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

  • #16
    Devon Monk
    “Don’t be an idiot,” Terric said. “You were unconscious less than ten minutes ago.”

    “And you were a dick. One of us got better.”
    Devon Monk, Magic on the Storm

  • #17
    Mahatma Gandhi
    “Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”
    Mahatma Gandhi

  • #18
    Oscar Wilde
    “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #19
    Devon Monk
    “I wouldn’t want you to get in the shower and then pass out or some such. How about if I help you get out of your clothes? I’m an expert in platonic undressings.” He gave me that wicked smile. “Give it a rest. I’m not going to strip naked in front of you, and I’d rather pee in private.” “Half the injuries in a home happen in the bathroom. What kind of friend would I be to let you face that kind of danger alone? I mean, sure, you walked out of death, but this is a shower.” “Shame. Get out of my bathroom.”
    Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

  • #20
    Devon Monk
    “I don’t know how to explain it.”

    “Try words. If that doesn’t work, we’ll move on to interpretive dance.”
    Devon Monk, Magic on the Storm

  • #21
    Devon Monk
    “Hey, rock dude, are you destroying the house? Causing mayhem? Who’s a ferocious gargoyle? Stoney’s a ferocious gargoyle.”
    Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

  • #22
    Devon Monk
    “For a brief, weird minute I felt like Dorothy in Oz, walking down the street with Terric the doubtful, Shame the brainless, and heartless Zay.”
    Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

  • #23
    Charlaine Harris
    “You are speaking of my future lover. Be more respectful.”
    Charlaine Harris, Club Dead

  • #24
    Charlaine Harris
    “Did we have sex?" he asked directly.
    For about two minutes, this might actually be fun. "Eric," I said, "we had sex in every position I could imagine, and some I couldn’t. We had sex in every room in my house, and we had sex outdoors. You told me it was the best you’d ever had." (At the time he couldn’t recall all the sex he’d ever had. But he’d paid me a compliment.) "Too bad you can’t remember it," I concluded with a modest smile.
    Eric looked like I’d hit him in the forehead with a mallet. For all of thirty seconds his reaction was completely gratifying.”
    Charlaine Harris, Dead as a Doornail

  • #25
    Charlaine Harris
    “Sookie, my little bullet-sucker"
    Eric, my big bullshitter”
    Charlaine Harris, Living Dead in Dallas

  • #26
    Charlaine Harris
    “By the way, I haven't heard an 'I'm sorry' from you yet." My sense of grievance had overwhelmed my sense of self-preservation.
    I am sorry that the maenad picked on you."
    I glared at him. "Not enough," I said. I was trying hard to hang on to this conversation.
    Angelic Sookie, vision of love and beauty, I am prostrate that the wicked evil maenad violated your smooth and voluptuous body, in an attempt to deliver a message to me."
    That's more like it.”
    Charlaine Harris, Living Dead in Dallas

  • #27
    Charlaine Harris
    “If there were an international butt competition, Eric would win, hands down—or cheeks up.”
    Charlaine Harris, Dead to the World

  • #28
    Charlaine Harris
    “We could go back," he said. In the dome light of the car, his face looked hard as stone. "We could go back to your house. I can stay with you always. We can know each other's bodies in every way, night after night. I could love you." His nostrils flared, and he looked suddenly proud. "I could work. You would not be poor. I would help you."

    "Sounds like a marriage," I said, trying to lighten the atmosphere. But my voice was too shaky.

    "Yes," he said.”
    Charlaine Harris, Dead to the World

  • #29
    Charlaine Harris
    “My bullshit meter is reading that as 'false'.”
    Charlaine Harris, Dead as a Doornail

  • #30
    Charlaine Harris
    “Eric moved the broom experimentally and made an attempt to sweep the glass into the pan while it lay in the middle of the floor. Of course, the pan slid away. Eric scowled.
    I'd finally found something Eric did poorly.”
    Charlaine Harris, Dead as a Doornail

  • #31
    Charlaine Harris
    “Eric was holding my hands, and I was digging my nails into him like we were doing something else. He won't mind, I though, as I realized I'd drawn blood. And sure enough, he didn't. "Let go," he advised me, and I loosened my grip on his hands. "No, not of me," he said smiling. "You can hold on to me as long as you want.”
    Charlaine Harris, Club Dead



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