Magic Mourns Quotes

“Would you say the shapeshifter was in distress?”
“Hell yeah, he was in distress. His tail was on fire.”
“He ran like his tail was on fire?”
“No, his tail was on fire. Like a big, furry candle on his ass.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“Who is there with you?"

"Raphael"

Kate's voice snapped. "I'll be in Atlanta in three hours. Where are you?"

"I said it's nothing major."

"Bullshit. You wouldn't work with Raphael unless the Apocalypse was imminent and that was the only way to prevent it.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“We need a bigger gun.”

“We need a shower,” Raphael said.

“Gun first. Shower later.”

Ten minutes later I walked into the Order’s office. A group of knights standing in the hallway turned at my approach: Mauro, the huge Samoan knight; Tobias, as usual dapper; and Gene, the seasoned former Georgia Bureau of Investigations detective. They looked at me. The conversation died.

My clothes were torn and bloody. Soot stained my skin. My hair stuck out in clumps caked with dirt and blood. The reek of a dead cat emanated from me in a foul cloud.

I walked past them into the armory, opened the glass case, took Boom Baby out, grabbed a box of Silver Hawk cartridges, and walked out.
Nobody said a thing.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“Do you ever think of anything
but sex?”
“Yes, I do. Sometimes I think of waking up next to you. Or making you laugh.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“Kate had never met a person she didn't want to protect, preferably by hacking at the hostile parties with her sword.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“I think of you a lot. Do you think of me, Andrea? Don’t lie to me.”
“Yes!” I snarled, my face burning. “Yes, I do! All the time. I can’t get you out of my
head. I wish I could!”
He hugged me so hard, my bones nearly crunched. “You’ve made yourself into a
new person and so have I. We deserve a fucking chance. I want you and you want
me. Why aren’t we together? I’ll deal with your hang-ups if you’ll deal with mine, but
if you’re still too scared to even try, then you’re not worth waiting for. I have some
goddamn pride left and I won’t wait forever.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“I promise to keep my hands, tongue, and other body parts to myself. You risk your life by staying home. It's late and we're both too wiped out to go climbing into the People's lair tonight. What do you risk by coming with me?"
"A huge migraine from being in your company.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“The werehyena Casanova strikes again.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“I saw one of them fellers she hangs out with, the shapeshifters, run like hell through the Scratches. Right below me. There was a big dog chasin’ him.” “How big was the dog?” Teddy Jo mulled it over. “I’d say as big as a house. A one-story. Maybe a bit bigger. Not as big as one of them colonials, you understand. A regular-person house.” “Would you say the shapeshifter was in distress?” “Hell yeah, he was in distress. His tail was on fire.” “He ran like his tail was on fire?” “No, his tail was on fire. Like a big, furry candle on his ass.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“I sat next to him. “If I die, will you grieve for me?” he asked. “Yes. But before I do that, I’ll fight to save you.” “Why?” I put my hand onto his furry forearm. “Because I feel good when you’re near me. It’s not just sex, and it isn’t loneliness, it’s more than that. It’s kind of frightening. I think that’s why I fought it for so long.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“You’re my Artemis,” Raphael said. I blinked. “Fierce, prickly, beautiful huntress, forever pure and uncompromising.” Prickly? More like bitchy. “I’m not that pure.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“The sinful smile was back. “I always dreamt of being naked with you. Couldn’t pass up the chance.” I started the Jeep. “Could you get any more full of yourself?” “I’m mostly interested in getting you full of me.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“I growled under my breath. Of course, he could’ve stayed conscious had he not changed into a human. But he knew that if he shifted shape, he would pass out on the seat next to me, nude, and I would be forced to stare at him until he slept it off. He had done it on purpose. The werehyena Casanova strikes again. I was getting really tired of his ridiculous pursuit.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns

“I had walked its streets, sampled its scents, and listened to it breathe. Atlanta wasn’t sure about me. It tried to kill me every now and then, but I was confident we’d come to an understanding eventually.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Mourns