Oracle's Moon Quotes

“Screw pretty. I'd rather be strong. Pretty fades over time. Strength gets you through the bad shit.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“He looked at Chloe "Come over to the table. Sit with your aunt. I will clear away the mess and....I will achieve pancakes."

Grace's lovely, tired face wobbled with looked suspiciously like mirth, but she had been under so much stress he decided his first impression could not be correct.

"You'll achieve pancakes?"

"I do not see why not" he said

"Have you ever achieved them before?" she said

"That question is irrelevant," he told her, while his eyes narrowed in suspicion on her tired face. On a Djinn, her expression would definitely be laughter. "I will achieve pancakes now.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Well, Dude," said Khalil, "sometimes you just have to get over shit”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“You will call me,” he said. “For the rest of your life, you will call me. I don’t give a shit whether or not you’re in the mood. I don’t care if your cause is useless or if I am too late or if you can fix the whole damn problem by yourself or if you just get scared. You will call me, Grace. You will call me.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“I started counting time for you”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“I did not know I needed grace until I met you.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“He wished he knew how to describe to her what he felt.
I started counting time for you.
I want to change who I am for you.
You are my Grace.
He was too full, and there weren't enough words.
He said, "I did not know I needed grace until I met you."
Then as she held him tightly, he knew that what he said had been enough.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“He brought her to the moon with a flourish. The near side facing the Earth, not the far side, since he thought they should take the trip in stages. She turned in his arms to look around at where he brought them.

"W-what ... "

"I told you it would be somewhere special," he said, in the invisible bubble he had created for them.

She screamed.

He smiled smugly. Yes, this second date destination was worthy of a happy scream. Very few humans had walked on the moon. He knew how rare this opportunity was. Surely it should make up for what had happened on their first date.

Grace kept screaming. She turned and clawed at him. "Oh, my God. Oh. My. God. OHMYGOD!"

His smile vanished. He tried to get hold of her in a gentle but tight grip. That was more difficult than he expected. She seemed to have acquired a half-dozen arms and legs. He informed her, "You may stop making noise any time now."

Somehow she had climbed halfway up his body before he managed to grasp her waist. He plucked her off and set her on her feet. She started to climb up his body again.

"Are you having fun?" he asked suspiciously.

"We're on the fucking moon!" she shouted. "There's nothing here!"

He stared at her. "I don't think you're having fun.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Djinn were cursed with a terminal curiosity. It was often their worst weakness, and sometimes it was their downfall.

Khalil was no exception. If a door was open, he peeked through it. If it was closed, it made the peeking so much better. If the door was locked, well. There was a natural progression to this sort of thing.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“I just had a dream.” “About what?” “It’s hard to describe. It was very dreamy.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Screw pretty. I’d rather be strong. Pretty fades over time. Strength gets you through the bad shit. And that matters, because sometimes there’s a lot of bad shit.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“You make me sound dictatorial," he said. "Finish your breakfast.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Somehow she had climbed halfway up his body before he managed to grasp her waist. He plucked her off and set her on her feet.
She started to climb up his body again.
“Are you having fun?” he asked suspiciously.
“We’re on the fucking moon!” she shouted. “There’s nothing here!”
He stared at her. “I don’t think you’re having fun.”
“No air!”
He shook his head. “Think about that logically. Could you have possibly said those words if there truly was no air? Of course
there’s no air or atmosphere outside this bubble—”
“Ofcoursethere’snofuckingairhereorfuckingatmosphereonthefuckinggoddamnMOONyouGODDAMNFUCKINGCRAZYMORONICDJINN…”
“Grace,” he roared in her face.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Do Djinn even like sex?"

"With the right person, we enjoy sex very much." "We enjoy it in a leisurely fashion, and we devote all of our attention to it. And our lovers crave it.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“He had never bothered to count time before, but he started to now, and it began with counting each breath she took.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Black smoke wafted around her, covering her from the waist downward. She drifted fingers through the top of it. It curled and eddied just like real smoke. Khalil was making his presence known to the Vampyres in no uncertain terms. She stirred the smoke with a forefinger. It looked really neat, actually, like she was standing in the mouth of a volcano. Or maybe in the mouth of hell.

"Meet my companion," she said. "He's not very friendly."

Khalil Somebody Important. Which probably meant he was the Bane of More Than One Person's Existence. He might possibly be the Bane of Quite a Few Peoples' Existences. For the first time since meeting him, Grace felt almost cheerful.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Well, dude,” said Khalil, “sometimes you just have to get over shit.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Besides...' She smiled. 'I'm perfectly safe, remember? I've got you. I've always got you.'
'Please always stay mine,' he whispered.
'Always.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“You goddamn, freaky bitch," Grace said, because, hells bells, it had been a righteous day, and all of a sudden, pow, her temper was done lost and gone.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“She was sliding dangerously fast down a slippery slope, if she went from "no kissing" and "we'll see" to him coming over when the children were gone. She cast around in her mind for something, anything, to stop her headlong plunge.

She blurted out, "Do Djinn date?"

He blinked. "That is not something to which I have given much thought," he said. "Perhaps some Djinn might date some ... creatures ... some ... times. Dating has not previously been a habit of mine."

She nodded, too rapidly, and forced herself to stop. "I just wondered."

"Humans like to date," Khalil said thoughtfully. Then he turned decisive. "That is what we will do tomorrow. We will go on a date."

Suddenly she was dying. She didn't know from what exactly: repressed laughter or mortification or perhaps a combination of both. She managed to articulate, "You don't dictate a date."

"I do not see why not," said Khalil, his energy caressing hers with lazy amusement. He tapped her nose. "Humans require air. Breathe now."

She did, and a snicker escaped. "If you order a date to happen, it's no longer a date. It becomes, I don't know, a meeting or kidnapping or something.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Shocked and disconcerted, she pulled away. His hand fell from her arm. Breathing unevenly, she sat in a rigid, upright position and stared straight ahead. She could feel the blood rush to her cheeks.

His fiercely male presence filled the house, just as it had last night.

And he was no longer entirely indifferent to her.

"Now you have interested me," murmured Khalil.

"I have no idea what you are talking" - she could barely squeeze enough air out of her lungs to get the words out - "about."

He chuckled, and the husky sound was even more dangerous than that from the night before. It shivered along her exposed nerve endings with as much sensuality as if he had trailed his fingers along her bare skin. "I think I might like it when you lie," he said. "It makes my truthsense feel so superior.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“He spoke with a deep clarion power she imagined renegade angels might use, as they called one another to war with God.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“She had been lonely, the kiss hadn't meant anything, and he was clearly regretting it. How many mistakes did that sentence encapsulate in the history of relationships?”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Her mind whited out, and she coughed. It sounded suspiciously like a whimper. "Well, okay. I guess I blew that round again, didn't I?"

"I don't know," he whispered. "Did you? I found your choice of topic extremely interesting.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Grace headed in desperation for the coffeemaker. Apparently it was going to be one of those mornings. Funny how often those happened after a short night's sleep.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“She should probably stop calling him "the Djinn." He did, after all, have a name. He was Khalil somebody. According to one of his companions, he was Khalil Somebody Important.

Grace wasn't sure, but she thought his name might be Khalil Bane of Her Existence, but she didn't want to call him that to his ... well, his face, when he chose to wear a face ... because she didn't want to provoke him any more than she already had, and she was really, really just hoping he might get bored and go away now that all the excitement had died down.

All the excitement was dying down now, wasn't it?”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“Keep looking only at me. There is no danger. You're perfectly safe. I've got you. I've always got you. You're mine. I will never let go. I will always protect you. You are my life now. Do you understand anything I'm saying?”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“If he ever sang, she thought, the song would be so unbearably gorgeous, it would soar over spires of stone and steel, and pierce the hearts of humans and other creatures, and he could rule the world.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“She folded her arms and said, "No. We're done with the truth game. Ask me what you want to ask me, and I'll answer or not if I like. I'll ask you anything I want, and you'll answer or not if you like. No forfeit, no control, no balance. No more favors or deals or measuring shit. We'll either have a real, messy conversation, or you can get the hell out."

He grew angry. She could feel it shifting through his energy, slow and sulfurous like slow-moving lava.

She liked it. His anger felt satisfying. It meant he wasn't indifferent to her. So she pushed him harder. "Go on, go.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon

“You and the babies have my protection from the Vampyres, Khalil said, his mental voice as smooth as a rope of silk slipping over her neck. At a time of my choosing, you will do anything I ask you to do, for the sum of one favor. Agreed?

She gave him a jerky nod. Agreed.

Khalil gave Grace a sulfurous smile.”
― Thea Harrison, Oracle's Moon