Deadlocked Quotes

“It’s called Two and a Half Men,” Dermot was telling his guest.
“I understand,” Bellenos said. “Because the two brothers are grown, and the son isn’t.”
“I think so,” Dermot said. “Don’t you think the son is useless?”
“The half? Yes. At home, we’d eat him,” Bellenos said.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“My favorite fantasy? You come down into my daytime resting place stark naked," he said, and I could see the gleam of his teeth as he smiled. "Oh, wait," Bill said. "That's already happened.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“And that's your fantasy? That I come into your house naked and have sex with you?"
"After that, you tell me that you have sent Eric on his way, that you want to be mine forever, and that to share my life you will permit me to make you a vampire like me."
The silence now was thick, and the fun had drained out of the fantasy.
Then Bill added, "You know what I'd say when you told me this? I'd tell you I would never do such a thing. Because I love you.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“I so seldom had to dispose of a human body myself, I was at a loss. Fairies turned into dust, and vampires flaked away. Demons had to be burned. Humans were very troublesome.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“We came to wish you a happy day,” Eric said. “And I suppose, as usual, Bill will want to express his undying love that surpasses my love, as he’ll tell you—and Pam will want to say something sarcastic and nearly painful, while reminding you that she loves you, too.”
Bill and Pam looked decidedly miffed at Eric’s preemptive strike, but I wasn’t going to let anything dim my mood.
“And what about you, Eric?” I asked on counterattack. “Are you going to tell me that you love me just as much as Bill, but in a practical way, while finding some way to subtly threaten me and simultaneously remind me that you may be leaving with Freyda?”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“Appius Livius Ocella made mistakes in his whole long existence. Perhaps changing Eric was his finest hour. He created the perfect vampire. Eric's only flaw is you.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“Pam said, "Sookie, I brought you something, too. I never thought I'd want to spend time with a human, but you're more tolerable than most ...”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“If this were the fifties, she’d be checking Sam’s collars for lipstick stains. (Did people do that anymore? Why did women kiss collars, anyway? Besides, Sam almost always wore T-shirts.)”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“I think it's 'only polite' that my wife should let me know when she's entertaining a male visitor, furthermore one that has shared her bed.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“What are you, Zen Master Fang?”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“I love him," I said, but even to my own ears
I didn't sound happy about it.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“Trees had died to make these forms, and that seemed a great pity to me.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“Not a creature was stirring, not even an elf.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“That was an idea I didn't want to have. But you can't erase a thought; once you've had it, it's there to stay.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“The night swelled with magic; not the beneficent kind of love-magic that sweeps couples away, but the kind of magic that rips and tears, the enchantment that creeps out of the woods and pounces.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“But I have no sex feelings about you, and I kind of feel the sleeping-together thing is just odd. So we're not doing the fairy sleep-athon of comfort anymore.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“I could just envision Sam imagining that I wanted him to go out to the lake with me, only to be confronted by Jannalynn and whatever she thought of as a romantic dinner -- live rabbits they could chase together, maybe.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“For a moment they all looked at Dermot incredulously, as if he'd just announced he was going to birth a kangaroo.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“You have a nice day, you hear?”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“Do you want a drink?” “You mean synthetic blood,” she said after a slight hesitation. “Yes, that would be nice. A sociable gesture.” “I’m all about the gestures. Bubba, you, too?” “Yes, ma’am, I reckon so,” he said.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“But the last few years had taught me that one of my grandmother’s favorite sayings was true. An ounce of prevention was worth a pound of cure.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“Where’d Eric go?” Sam asked. “I don’t know. He left in hurry. Without speaking.” I shrugged. “Kind of abrupt.” “Yeah,” I said briefly. I figured his was the voice I’d heard yelling, before I’d focused on Sam. The silence hung around and got awkward. “Okay,” I said. “You heard about Freyda. I figure he’s going to go with her.” “Oh?” It was clear Sam didn’t know what reaction to give me. “Oh,” I said firmly. “So he knew I had this thing. This magic thing that I used on you. And I guess he thought it was kind of a test of my love.” “He expected you to use it to save him from this marriage,” Sam said slowly. “Yeah. Evidently.” And I sighed. “And I kind of expected him to tell her to go to Hell. I guess I thought of it as a test of his love.” “What do you think he’ll do?” “He’s proud,” I said, and I just felt tired.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“Eric shone like the moon; he was pale and commanding, and there was a large empty space around him. He was alone. He held out his hand to me, and I took it, to a flare of dismay from the twoeys. “You know, about Jannalynn and Claude?” I looked up at him. “Yes, I know. Niall sent me a message.” “He’s gone. They’ve all gone.” “He told me I would not hear from him again.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“If it makes you want to attend this little soiree more, your honey’s gonna be there.” “Eric?” “Yeah. The King of Cold himself.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“For what seemed like forever, my spare time had been taken up by Eric. We were making plans to meet, or we were together, or we were talking on the telephone. Now that it seemed our relationship was unraveling, I had no idea what to expect from our next meeting. If we had a next meeting. But I couldn’t imagine how I would fill the hole in my life left by his absence. Now that I knew who’d tried to get Eric into trouble, I knew that his involvement with me had led to this moment. He’d never have been targeted by Claude, by Jannalynn, if it hadn’t been for me, and that was such a reversal on the usual situation—I’d been the object of so many schemes because Eric was my lover—that I couldn’t quite wrap my head around it.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“Among the presents I’d tossed to the table last night was Pam’s little box, Bill’s box, and Sam’s envelope, which I’d never examined. Pam had given me perfume, and I liked the smell of it very much. Bill had given me a necklace with a cameo pendant. The likeness on it was my gran’s. “Oh, Bill,” I said, “you did great!” Nothing could top such a gift, I thought, as I reached for Sam’s envelope. I figured he’d picked a fancy birthday card—with, maybe, a gift certificate enclosed. Sam had officially made me a partner in the bar. I legally owned a third of Merlotte’s. I put my head on the table and swore. In a happy way.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“Niall folded Dermot to him. I could see Dermot’s face, and it was ecstatic, frightened, everything I had felt in Niall’s embrace. Niall said, “You won’t be a fairy anymore. The American fae are all leaving. Choose.” The conflict on Dermot’s face was painful to see. “Sookie,” he said, “who can finish your upstairs work?” “I’ll hire Terry Bellefleur,” I said. “He won’t be as good as you, Dermot.” “No television,” Dermot said. “I’ll miss HGTV.” Then he smiled. “But I can’t live without my essence, and I am your son, Niall.” Niall beamed down at Dermot, which was what Dermot had wanted his whole life.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“Thanks,” I said numbly, the words not sinking in at all. “So you knew Appius?” “We met. He was a stinking Roman asshole.” “True.” “I was glad when he died. Out in your front yard, wasn’t it?” “Ah. Yes.” “The ground around your house has become soaked with blood. It will add to its magic and fertility.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“Appius Livius Ocella made mistakes in his whole long existence. Perhaps changing Eric was his finest hour. He created the perfect vampire. Eric’s only flaw is you.” “But …” I couldn’t think of what I’d been about to say. “Of course, that’s not how I perceive it, dearest. You are the one right impulse Eric has had in five hundred years or more. Well, Pam is all right. Even Eric’s other living child does not rival her maker.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked

“And here I am,” said a voice I recognized. “I’ve come in response to your letter, which opened my eyes to many things.” He was glowing. My great-grandfather hadn’t troubled with his human appearance, either. The white-blond hair floated in the air around him. His face was radiant, his eyes like fairy lights on a white tree. The little cluster of fae in my living room fell to their knees. He put his arms around me, and I felt his incredible beauty, his terrifying magic, and his crazy devotion. There was nothing human about him.”
― Charlaine Harris, Deadlocked