Drop Dead Demons Quotes

“Mom, this isn’t what it looks like.”
Mom put her hand on her hip. “It looks like a group of boys wrestling on the floor of your bedroom while you watch. Wearing a towel.”
“Okay,” I admitted, “it is what it looks like, but it’s not—”
“Sexual?” She raised her eyebrows.
“Mom!”
Luna stuck her head under Mom’s arm and sucked in a breath. “She’s gone from a love triangle to a kinky sex pentagon.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Rose stood in the last faint beams of sunset.
“Whoa!”
“Is he wearing a leather cat suit?”
“Holy Mother!"
“Dude!”
The guys all quickly averted their eyes and raised their hands to further block any chance of catching a view. Anything to not see Rose in his painted-on leather one-piece that left absolutely nothing to the imagination.
“Stunning, right?” Rose spread his palms as far as the cuffs would allow.
“Oh, I’m stunned.” Ayden looked ill.
Rose looked down at himself with admiration. “Not many males can pull off this look.”
“No male can pull off that look.”
"Actually, his finely sculptured physique would be considered the perfect complement for this type of anatomically revealing attire which accentuates his—”
“Bloody hell, Jayden, shut it!”
“Dude, this is so not right.”
“I feel like it’s looking at me.”
“Feel like what’s looking at—? Oh. Oh! Ugh, now I feel like it’s looking at me too.”
“How can it be looking at both of us?” “Are you serious?”
“I’m gonna be sick.”
“Someone please gouge out my eyes.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Oh, my God! Why are you in a towel?” Ayden sprang forward and ripped off his leather jacket. He led us both in an awkward sidestep to my closet. “Take your time. Get clothes on. Lots of them.”
He shoved me inside and closed the door. In the pitch, dark I reached for the light switch, but the door opened again. “Sorry.” Ayden’s hand slid in, groping for the switch, found it, and flipped it on. “Don’t come out until… lots and lots of clothes.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“I require your assistance,” a male voice whispered.
My mouth fell open.
“Ahhgaluhg!” I gagged — near drowned — on a slew of water and lost my balance. The pink shower curtain proved no leverage whatsoever, and I ripped it down with me, rod and all, slopping into the tub with a splash, irritated squeal, and shuddering thud.
“Jay—!” I stifled a scream and hissed the second syllable through clenched teeth, “—den!”
“Have you sustained injury?” Jayden’s face hovered over the tub.
“Not until you showed up!”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“You know, maybe I meant more that you
seemed...uninterested. In, ah, in ahhh,” I moved my palm in circles in the air in front of me.
He lifted one brow. “Uninterested in your…chest?”
“What?” I realized my hand had been circling right over my boobs. Nice move, Aurora. I rolled my eyes. “No! Not…that!”
“Good.” His dark eyes glittered with amusement. “Because I can assure you I find your chest very interesting. At times, downright mesmerizing.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Taking awfully long to deliver a package!” Dad said.
“Because you make him nervous!” I motioned for him to go inside.
“That should make him faster,” Dad pointed out. “What is it anyway?”
“Uh.”
Rose whispered, “Tell him it’s the Kama Sutra book you ordered.”
I yelled over my shoulder, “It’s the Kama Su—” I turned to Rose. “Wait. Isn’t that the—”
“Ancient text of sexual pleasure?” he nodded. “Yes. Quite riveting. I’d be happy demonstrate. My skills are legendary.”
“Oh, thanks very much.”
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
“No!”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Murder might do wonders to relieve my stress.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Aurora,” Mom sharpened her
tone, “I thought you were having
dinner. Why are you in the parking
lot?”
A new voice on the phone
snorted, “Parking, obviously... Sorry. This pregnancy is
frying my motherboard. And
speaking of babies—”
Here it comes.
“—that’s what parking with your
boyfriend leads to, Aurora. Save
yourself the agony. My bladder will
never be the same.”
“I’m not parking with my
boyfriend!” I screeched.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“I know what I’m doing.” “Nothing good ever comes after that statement.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Mrs. Grant glanced at her
husband. “She’s always so fidgety.
Like a canary.” She narrowed her
eyes at me. “I hate canaries.”
I squeaked again. But not like a
canary. I hoped.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“He had such faith in me. It was so adorable. And so utterly stupid.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“I looked down at my chest, figuring there had to be a bullet hole. Or an arrow sticking out. Something to explain the pain. But then I realized it was just my heart. Breaking.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“I’ve got a plan!” “Not interested.” Both whips wrapped around a demon’s neck and the head popped off. “It puts me in mortal danger.”  Matthias’s eyes slid my way. “I’m listening.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“I know what I’m doing.”
“Nothing good ever comes after that statement.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Aurora,” Mom sharpened her tone, “I thought you were having dinner. Why are you in the parking lot?”
A new voice on the phone snorted, “Parking, obviously... Sorry. This pregnancy is frying my motherboard. And speaking of babies—”
Here it comes.
“—that’s what parking with your boyfriend leads to, Aurora. Save yourself the agony. My bladder will never be the same.
“I’m not parking with my boyfriend!” I screeched.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Logan looked up at the big guy. “Do you ever hear yourself?” Blake beamed. “I’m my biggest fan.” “Your only fan,” Ayden said. “Hurtful, dude.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Only when the mighty willingly fall into the depths of their fears can they truly be reborn to the freedom of their greatness.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“The front door slammed and Dad said, “Aurora, sure you aren’t expecting a package?”
I leaned back to find him army-crawling under the window in the living room. Like all dads do. “Already told you no, Rambo.”
“The new mailman is back.” Dad reached up and pulled the curtains closed before standing up and peeking out. “Won’t come to the door.”
“M shot a tranquillizer dart at the last guy.” Mom gave a tired look at M who shrugged unapologetically. “The fact that there’s a new one willing to be on our sidewalk is a miracle. Don’t scare him off, Clyde.”
Dad tried to block me when I went for the curtains. “He won’t let me sign for your package. Demanded you come out in person.”
“I’ll get my tranq gun!” M made for her room.
“Don’t you dare!” Mom chased her.
I swished back the curtains to get a look at the petrifying postman.
“I find his interest in my teenage daughter creepy,” Dad grumbled.
Oh, he had no idea.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“You’re right,” Ayden said. “Course I am.” Blake folded his arms. “About what?”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“There was a scream. From Logan. He stood just inside my open window. At the sight of me — and after the scream — he spun around and tried to duck out. In his panic, he miscalculated and slammed his forehead into the edge of the frame. The impact reeled him back. He stumbled and landed on his backside, holding his hand to his head, moaning.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“I picked up the largest of the rocks that littered the ground and chucked them at the flaming metal balls. “What are you doing?” Logan said. “Going low-tech.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Super. Sally Security was back.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“The drenched fabric clung to every sculptured line of Ayden’s torso and revealed in detail how his muscles flexed to hold the weight. It was glorious. If you were into that sort of thing. And based how my breath caught at the sight, I was.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Yeah, I do. Matthias is right.” Wow. That tasted like battery acid, mixed with jalapeno cyanide and shoved down my throat with a spiked spoon.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Before I could retrieve the bullet off the floor, Helsing jumped down, grabbed it in his mouth, and raced to tuck it under the purple pillow in his bed, where he also kept Gloria’s feathers. Then he crouched, glowering, as if daring any of us to take it away. Great. My cat was a hoarder.”
― A&E Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“At least I know you are American.”

Crap! “What? I bloody am not…mate.”

“That could be the worst Australian accent I have ever heard.”

“That’s because…I’m British. Jolly good. Pip, pip! Long live the queen!”

He flicked me an amused glance and kept tapping keys. “Not British either.”

“Alright, fine, I’m a lass from Ireland. Top of the morning, boyo!”

“So you are not in Australia, England or Ireland. Thank you.”
― A. Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Don’t try to pin this on me!”

“The lonely lone wolf didn’t deny he loved Aurora.” Blake chuckled and dodged out of the Aussie’s swack.

“Ugh.” Ayden walked beside me and put a hand around my waist. “Now I have to compete for your affection with both Blake and Matthias.”

I rolled a dramatic shrug. “I tried to put him down easy, but he’s so infatuated. It’s embarrassing. Even with all those other girls after him.”

“I can’t bloody stand you!”
― A. Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“She was in hell.” Logan grabbed Blake’s hand, planted a foot against the giant’s thigh and heaved back. “We need to make sure she’s okay.”

“Nah-uh.” Blake shoved Logan off. “The record shows babe’s only safe in my arms.”

“Don’t be preposterous.”

“She’s plenty safe in mine,” Ayden said.

“You could burn her to ashes,” Tristan pointed out.

Matthias smirked, “I wouldn’t complain.”

“Because you’d be crying,” I said.

“Completely lost without me.”

“Oh, please.”

“I would be!” Blake said.

Let her go!” Logan hopped up behind Blake and got him in a headlock.

“Has anyone ever mentioned that you bicker like old women?” Eros asked.

“Sixty-seven times,” Jayden said.”
― A. Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Now, what’s this we hear about some shenanigans you’ve been up to?”

“Sorry,” Tristan said sheepishly. “I know I messed up.”

“Are you kidding?” his grandma broke out a huge smile. “This is the first dangerous thing you’ve done!”
“We’re so proud of you!” His grandpa clapped him on the back.

“What?” Logan’s mom snapped.

Tristan’s grandma shot her a look. “Don’t question our parenting style.”
― A. Kirk, Drop Dead Demons

“Fascinating!” Jayden was almost gleeful. “Yet another one you’re immune to, so it seems. Like Tristan’s hallucinating. And you can hold Matthias’s whips. Perhaps you should try to drown me.”

I looked at him. “Are you crazy? Next you’ll want me to suffocate Logan!”

“Excellent,” Jayden smiled. “I hadn’t thought of that.”

"What?” Logan backed away.”
― A. Kirk, Drop Dead Demons