Bastien Quotes

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Lynsay Sands
“There was another pause and then Bastien clucked and snapped, "Dammit, Thomas! Inez is one of my best employees."
He pulled the phone away from his ear to peer at it with disbelief, and then slapped it back to his head. "What the hell has that got to do with anything?"
"Well, if you had to find your lifemate, couldn't it have been someone else's employee. I'm going to lose her now. She'll want to be with you and come to Canada and--”
Lynsay Sands, Vampires are Forever

Richelle Mead
“Nah. I’m a consultant, of course. Everyone’s favorite nondescript yet well-paid white-collar job.”
Richelle Mead, Succubus on Top

Lynsay Sands
“Have you talked to her?"
"What would you have had me say Bastien? Oh, I'm sorry Inez. I didn't mean to bite you, my fangs slipped.”
Lynsay Sands, Vampires are Forever

Dianne Duvall
“Damn it, Bastien," Melanie complained. "We could have finally had someone on our side, but, nooooo. You had to go and open your mouth.”
Dianne Duvall, Darkness Rises

Dianne Duvall
“Chris frowned and glanced at Melanie just as she peeked at them over her shoulder. He turned back to Bastien, "Oh, hell no. I am NOT spending tens of thousands of dollars to soundproof a room down here so you two can have sex without the vampires hearing you."

Melanie covered her face with a file folder.

Seth crossed his arms over his chest, unable to suppress a smile.

Bastien quirked a brow at the irate human, "You WANT the vampires to hear us?"

"No," Chris sputtered, "I mean, I don't want you having sex! Not while you're both on the clock. Melanie is supposed to be working--"

"She is," Bastien defended her, "LONG hours."

"And YOU are supposed to be serving as guard. Seven vampires live across the hallway. What are you going to do if a couple of them have psychotic breaks and try to escape while you two are having a quickie?"

(Bastien)"Chase them down bare-ass naked and give the human guards and eyeful.”
Dianne Duvall, Night Unbound

Dianne Duvall
“In that moment, Lisette loved that man.
Loud complaints erupted, accomplished by the usual slurs slung at the immortal black sheep.

Bastien shrugged them off as his gaze met hers.
Thank you, she told him telepatheically.
His lips tilted up the tiniest bit.
Unfortunately, Seth and David both picked up on the thought and turned back to her with matching frowns, gazes sharpening.

Merde.

"Why haven't you been around lately?" Seth queried.

Dianne Duvall, Night Unbound

Nenia Campbell
“It symbolises strength."
Bastien snorts. "It certainly doesn't provide any.”
Nenia Campbell, Endgame

Alianne Donnelly
“Dawn.
The transformation is gruesome and brings me to my feet. My legs nearly buckle, but I stumble to the doorway, terrified for the man-beast in the destroyed room.
He screams and roars, shaking with pain, and grief, and such horrible shame. My heart bleeds, weeping for him. I fall to my knees, helpless to do anything but watch.
When it is finally, blessedly over, my Beast bows his head, looking utterly exhausted. His rumbling breaths are a comfort like nothing I’ve ever known.
I cannot give up on the monster of a man. For this gentle, tormented Beast, I must fight on. I must find a way to free him.”
Alianne Donnelly, The Beast

Alianne Donnelly
“Dark golden strands of hair fall over the face of a fallen angel. Strong jaw, proud nose, dark brows and a hard, twisted mouth. But his eyes… They aren’t what I expected to see. They are
empty. Cold. Eyes of a true monster.
Promise me.
I promised. And I can see it now. This is not my Beast.
He sneers. “You’re no savior. I know exactly what you are. You’re the bitch that thinks to
banish me. From my own house, no less. Harridan,” he accuses, his fury rising with each word.
My Beast could never be so cruel. “Trespasser. Interloper. Whore!” No, this is not my Beast.
But this was my Beast.
Before he became cursed.”
Alianne Donnelly, The Beast

Nalini Singh
“What music do you like?” he asked between calls.

“Cheery, chirpy pop.”

Wincing, he pulled up a station that delivered exactly that. “You owe me.”

“Come on”—she turned in her seat to face him once more—“it’s not that bad.”

“I’m sorry? I can’t hear you past the sugar blocking my eardrums.”
Nalini Singh, Secrets at Midnight

Nalini Singh
“Hey, Frenchie!” Sage poked his head out the door, the sun hitting the brown of his hair to reveal hidden strands of red. “Did you bring any baguettes?”

“Why don’t you go season something, Herb?”
Nalini Singh, Secrets at Midnight