Avery Quotes

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Richelle Mead
“So, explain this," Avery said, "You just, what, hang around the Academy all day? Are you trying to redo your high school experience?"
"Nothing to redo," said Adrian loftily. "I totally ruled my high school. I was worshiped and adored—not that that should come as a shock." Beside him, Christian nearly choked on his food.
"So. . .You're trying to relive your glory days. It's all gone downhill since then, huh?"
"No way," said Adrian. "I'm like a fine wine. I get better with age. The best is yet to come."
"Seems like it'd get old after a while," said Avery, "I'm certainly bored, and I even spend part of the day helping my dad."
"Adrian sleeps most of the day," noted Lissa, "So he doesn't actually have to worry about finding things to do."
"Hey, I spend a good portion of my time helping you unravel the mysteries of spirit," Adrian reminded her. "And," he added, "I can visit people in their dreams."
Christian held up a hand. "Stop. I can feel there's a comment coming on about how women already dream about you. I just ate, you know."
"I wasn't going to go there," said Adrian. But he kind of looked like he wished he'd thought of the joke first.”
Richelle Mead, Blood Promise

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“Are you two you know?" Jacob pointed at us. " Together? Together? "
I didn't get a chance to answer. Cam spun me around and kissed me, right there between the two buildings. It was no friendly peck on the lips. When our tongues touched, my bag slipped off my arm and hit the frosted ground.
"Holy crap," Jacob muttered. "I think they're going to make babies.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

Richelle Mead
“Relax, Jailbait," said Avery. "A drunken kiss is nothing compared to a drunken fall. God knows I've kissed plenty of guys drunk."
"And yet, I remain unkissed tonight," mused Adrian.”
Richelle Mead, Blood Promise

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“I texted back: Did you make it home?
A few minutes passed while I stared at my phone. Yeah. Fam showering me with affection. U cld learn frm them.
I think you get enough attention.
I'm needy.
Boy, don't I know that.

Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“There's always tomorrow."
I followed him. "Tomorrow's not going to change anything."
"We'll see."
"There's nothing to see. You're wasting your time."
"When it concerns you, it's never a waste of my time," he replied.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

Richelle Mead
“Avery's tone was grand and high-pitched." And, since I've been hanging out with you, Dad's decided I'm on good behavior now."
"Poor oblivious bastard," murmured Christian.”
Richelle Mead, Blood Promise

Richelle Mead
“Hey, Ivashkov! Open up. " Avery argued. She kept pounding on the door and yelling, and finally, Adrian answered. His hair stuck up at odd angles, and he had dark circles under his eyes. He'd drunk twice as much as Lissa last night.
"What . . . ?" He blinked. "Shouldn't you guys be in class? Oh God. I didn't sleep that much, did I? "
"Let us in, " said Avery, pushing past. "We've got refugees from a fire here. " She flounced onto his couch, making herself at home while he continued staring. Lissa and Christian joined her.
"Avery sprang the fire alarm, " explained Lissa.
"Nice work, " said Adrian, collapsing into a fluffy chair. "But why'd you have to come here? Is this the only place that's not burning down? "
Avery batted her eyelashes at him. "Aren't you happy to see us? " He eyed her speculatively for a moment.
"Always happy to see you. ”
Richelle Mead, Blood Promise

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“Don't you want to know what cookies is a code word for?"
"No! Good God, no!”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

Richelle Mead
“Did you really just invite Adrian to your room later?" asked Lissa.
Avery shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe. Sometimes we hang out once you guys are all tucked into bed. You aren't going to get jealous, are you?"
"No," laughed Lissa.
"Just curious. Adrian's a good guy."
"Oh?" asked Christian. "Define 'good'." Avery held up her hand and began ticking items off with each finger. "He's devastatingly handsome, funny, rich, related to the queen..."
"You got your wedding colors picked out?" asked Lissa, still laughing.
"Not yet," said Avery. "I'm still testing the waters. I figured he'd be an easy notch on the Avery Lazar belt, but he's kind of hard to read."
"I really don't want to be hearing this," Christian said.”
Richelle Mead, Blood Promise

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“Sorry. Sorry. Don't hit. Bitches be scary when they hit.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

Jennifer L. Armentrout
What r u doing now?
I'm beating my dad at poker.

Picturing him with his family, I smiled.
Getting ready for bed.
Wish I was there.

My eyes widened. What the what?
Wait r u naked?
No!!!
I sent back. Perv.
Damn, At least I have my imagination.
That's all you will ever have.
We'll c.
No you won't.

Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“You drive me fucking insane sometimes."
I drove myself fucking insane.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

J. Lynn
“I told you that my idea was great."
"They usually are."
"Holy [crap]. Did you just admit that?"
"Maybe I did."
"Uh-huh, you've always known my ideas hit a ten."
"On a scale of 1 to 100, yes."
"Ha.Ha. Guess what.Got another idea."
"Does it involve eggs?"
"It doesn't involve eggs."
"It doesn't?"
"But it does involve something equally tasty. And it involves you, me, a bed, and very little, if any, clothing.”
J. Lynn, Wait for You

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“You're not doing this by yourself. Hell to the mother fucking no.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“Fuck," he said, sliding his hands down to my thighs. "You're making this very hard to be the good guy you said I was last night."
"I'm not drunk."
He pressed his forehead to mine, chuckling softly. "Yeah, I can see that and while the idea of taking you right now, against the wall, is enough to make me lose control, I want you to know that I'm serious. You're not a hook up. You're not a friend with benefits. You're more than that to me."
I closed my eyes, breathing heavily.
"Well, that was...really sort of perfect.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“I had no idea what time it was, but I felt boneless and it would take an act of God to get me out of this bed. Or chocolate.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“Why me?" I blurted out, and then closed my eyes briefly. "Okay. Don't answer that."
The food arrived just then一thank God一and the conversation was deterred...for about two minutes. "I'm going to answer that question," Cam said, peering at me through his lashes.
I wanted to face-plant my stuffed chicken. "You don't have to."
"No, I think I do.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“I'll accept your apology on one condition." He folded his arms across his chest.
"Anything?"
"You trust me."
I cocked my head to the side. "I trust you, Cam."
"No, you don't." He walked over to my small table and pulled out a chair. "Have a seat."
Sitting down, I tugged the hem of his shirt down as he headed back to the stove, putting the tiny skillet over the burner.
"If you trusted me, you wouldn't have reacted the way you did," he simply said, cracking an egg. "And that's not me judging you or any of that kind of shit. You got to trust me that I'm not going to be an ass or freak out over that kind of stuff. You have to trust that I care enough about you.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

Richelle Mead
“No. . .I mean, I'm sorry he. . .You know, said those things to you."
"It's part of being a 'good' family. Everyone's got skeletons in their closet.”
Richelle Mead, Blood Promise

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“Which brings me to the point of this call."
Thank God, baby Jesus, and the Holy Ghost.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You

J. Lynn
“My bag hit the floor, spilling overpriced books and pens across the shiny floor. My pens! My glorious pens rolled everywhere.”
J. Lynn, Wait for You

Kim Harrison
“I said school starts tomorrow. I didn’t say I was going to be there.”
Kim Harrison

Kim Harrison
“And I’m not spying! I’m evaluating!”
“It’s the same difference!”
Kim Harrison, Early to Death, Early to Rise

Maria V. Snyder
“She put her hands on her hips and surveyed the area with a cocky smile on her face. The smirk spread when the traitor met my gaze.
"No hello for your old friend?" she asked me. "Don't be rude Baby Face."
"Go to hell, Wynn.”
Maria V. Snyder, Taste of Darkness

Jacques Monod
“The fundamental biological variant is DNA. That is why Mendel's definition of the gene as the unvarying bearer of hereditary traits, its chemical identification by Avery (confirmed by Hershey), and the elucidation by Watson and Crick of the structural basis of its replicative invariance, are without any doubt the most important discoveries ever made in biology. To this must be added the theory of natural selection, whose certainty and full significance were established only by those later theories.”
Jacques Monod, Chance and Necessity

Maggie  Hall
“The only thing that feels right is as wrong as it can get”
Maggie Hall

S. Walden
“First, I like how the ice cream won out. Second, we’re not having sex.”
S. Walden, Good

Charlotte Featherstone
“Look your fill ” the creature murmured his voice as sweet and rich as syllabub sauce. And his lusty grin when he said it was sinful—and pleasurable.
Prue was certain her face flamed red at the barbarian’s insinuation.
“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean ” she replied tartly.
He smiled and drained his goblet. His head was tilted back exposing the thick cords in his throat and Prue watched him eagerly drink down the entire contents in one swallow. Never had she seen such a vulgar display. Never had she been so engrossed in the workings of a man’s throat and the movement of his Adam’s apple. With a thunk he set the goblet down and shoved his chair back. His legs were spread and the black leather riding britches he wore were pulled snugly over his massive thighs…and other parts as well.
Flushing Prudence glanced away. She could not look at him like that with his lace jabot untied and lying on either side of his opened shirt. A shirt that was unbuttoned and opened to his waist exposing a vast amount of dark male skin hairless and bronzed.
“Shall you not look my lady ” he beckoned softly. “I like the feel of your eyes on me.”
“Cover yourself sir ” she demanded. “It’s most unseemly.”
“Ah the lady is Temperance indeed ” the brute murmured huskily.”
Charlotte Featherstone, Lust

M.J. Carter
“Good heavens!” I said. “Strychnine and vitriol in beer?”

“And in gin too. Enough to impart hallucinations and a nasty disruption of the bowels. And I have seen far worse: indianberry – very toxic – added to beer to make it more intoxicating. Custard flavoured with laurel – a mortal poison; pepper made from floor sweepings, comfits from china clay. Double Gloucester cheese coloured with red lead. Lead, copper, mercury, arsenic – deadly, all – they are everywhere. I myself can attest that lead salts taste quite delicious.”
M.J. Carter, The Devil's Feast

M.J. Carter
“Would you rather be hungry or dead?”
M.J. Carter, The Devil's Feast

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