Exile Quotes

“And God, when he had touched her …  She stroked the skin on her wrist where he had held her as if she’d been burnt—it had felt like an electric current had passed through her. One small tug and she didn’t know if she’d have been able to resist falling in his arms. "Get a grip, Helena." This”
― Mason Sabre, Exile

“Nakita. She ran around to the passenger side and climbed onto a grumpy Stephen’s lap without question. Great. He had acquired some kind of mini magnet.   ***”
― Mason Sabre, Exile

“Hello, my name is Stephen Davies, and I am a Human assassin. It has been three days since my last kill. Stephen”
― Mason Sabre, Exile

“It's dangerous, Stephen,” his father cut in. “You can't call here again. You’re … dead to us here.” A harsh intake of breath. “You have to be.” Stephen gripped the receiver hard. What could he say to that? Maybe he hadn't believed it before. It had all been such a rush, going from one moment to the next … getting him out of there, faking his death. He wasn't meant to be a lone animal. He didn't work that way. If he could just feel them all close, just one more time. “Goodbye, Stephen,” his father said but hesitated. “Take … care of yourself.”
― Mason Sabre, Exile

“On the wall, next to the last fridge, was a phone. It stared at Stephen. Given everything that had happened in the last day, he wouldn't have been surprised if the damn thing talked to him of its own accord. It could mock him and accuse him of all the shit he didn't want to hear from his own mind. The phone brought new possibilities with it, though. He bit the inside of his lip as he stared, the pangs of sadness jostling inside for the life he had left behind. Did his family even miss him? Were they upset about his death? How had his father broken it to them? He pictured his mother’s distraught face, his sister’s guilt, and his father … nothing. His expressionless face would have given nothing away. What about Cade and Phoenix? All those faces swam in his mind and tugged on his heart, causing his chest to tighten. Fucking Humans. They had done this. They had caused all of this. He wanted to turn his back on the phone, but he couldn't make his feet co-operate and walk him away from it.”
― Mason Sabre, Exile

“The day would come. One day. Humans would only have so much control before Others started to say enough. Helena”
― Mason Sabre, Exile

“She had her own office with a laboratory in it. It was her place—hers long before she had worked for Lee and Norton. Lee thought he was the boss, but really he was the right hand man, the doer of dirty work, and god did he love that part. “Of course,” she said, betraying her screaming mind. But the alternative was that Lee would have her shipped to Norton Industries to work with them, and she liked her offices. She liked that she could help Others without question. “Put him on a stretcher, and I’ll take him back to my laboratory.” A”
― Mason Sabre, Exile