Skye

“I’ve done some research for my books and talked to a few humans, and they all said humans would use guns and knives and clubs for weapons.” The Crow nodded. “A screaming woman with a teakettle just doesn’t sound sufficiently dangerous.” “But she was! They were!” Alan said. “How would a human deal with them?”
― Anne Bishop, Murder of Crows

“That won’t give me my lipstick back, you little brat!” “I couldn’t help myself!” she pleads. And I unconsciously nod. That’s it, kid—go with insanity. It’s all you’ve got left.”
― Emma Chase, Sustained

“I’ve played bingo with these senior citizens. They take that shit seriously. They might be old, but if you get I-22 when they were waiting for B-6? They’ll bust your fucking kneecaps as quick as any backstreet bookie, without an ounce of remorse.”
― Emma Chase, Sustained

“She’s your Herald,” Derek said. “That’s your color. Blue for humanity.”
My what?
He made a big show of moving a few feet to the side.
I looked at him.
“In case your head explodes,” he said helpfully.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Binds