Iron and Magic Quotes

“The last time we met, he tortured me,” Ascanio said. He what? Could this get any worse? “You’re still alive,” Hugh said. “Clearly my heart wasn’t in it.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Unlike your half-blood prince, this is a classic.” “Half-Blood Prince is a great book.” “Of course it is. What could be better than stories of clueless teenagers sent off to… Bale, what is that?” “What, this?” Lamar’s voice took on a sharp edge. “Is that a wand?” “It’s a stick.” “Are you pointing a wand at me?” “Who, me?” “Bale, if any Latin comes out of your mouth, it better be a litany of the saints, because I will end you.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Good people didn’t hate without a reason, so they grasped at any pretext, no matter how small, that gave them permission to hate. A line in a holy book. The color of a person’s skin. The brand of their magic. They were not in the habit of taking a second look or giving chances. Their fear was too great and their need to defend themselves too dire. They always lost at the end. Life was change. It would come to them, as inevitable as the sunrise, despite all their flailing.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“A woman can only do so much with mediocre equipment”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“How is it that Raphael made more holes in you than in swiss cheese, but your assholeness survived?” “Raphael doesn’t have a knife big enough to kill my assholeness.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“She pictured him exploding into bloody mist. No. Too quick.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Some people in the world only saw in black and white. They were driven by fear. They had learned how to survive in their little corner of the world and they saw any change as a threat to their survival.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Men.” “Yes. Can’t live with them, can’t kill them.” Elara crossed her arms.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“He puts himself between evil creatures and small children. He protects us. He is my monster, Commander. Should any rough men come here and try to take what is ours, he will remind them of that.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“don’t believe you.” “Wait.” She held up her hand. “Let me check if I care.” Hugh glared at her. “No,” she said. “Apparently, I don’t. It’s good that we got that straightened out.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Felix, how do you know when Hugh wants you to do something?"
"He tells me," Felix said.
"Ah!" She clapped her hands together. "He tells you. Imagine that. So you are able to communicate with actual words rather than grunts and snarls. What happened? Why didn't you tell me you wanted them alive after I killed the first one? It took me like three minutes to slide the sword into that second guy. I had to lay on it."
Hugh made a low noise in his throat. If humans could growl, it would sound just like that.
She gave him a sweet smile. Any sweeter and you could spread it on toast. "Use your words.”
― Ilona andrews, Iron and Magic

“He once starved a woman to the brink of death, trying to break her. Poetic justice, he reflected.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Elara reached over, picked up a folder from her desk, and held it in front of her so only her eyes were visible.
"What are you doing?"
"Waiting for your head to explode. I don't want to miss it, but I don't want to be splattered with gore.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“He opens his mouth and I want to kill him. I've actually had fantasies of ripping of his head Savannah."
The older witch looked at her a long moment.
"What?"
"Don't do it in front of his Dogs."
"Hopefully, I won't do it at all. If things get too bad, I'll divorce him.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“We should poison him," Savannah said.
"Why do you always want to poison people?" Dugas asked her.
"I don't want to poison people. I want to poison d'Ambray.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“You two will get along. He’s like you.” “How’s that?” “A big, mean sonovabitch that nobody wants.” Ryan realized what he’d blurted out. His face went white.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“And just to be crystal clear,” Elara said. “This marriage is in name only.” “Sweetheart, you couldn’t pay me enough.” Pink touched her tan cheeks. “If you betray us, I’ll make you suffer.” “We haven’t even married yet, and I’m suffering already.” “We have that in common,” she snapped.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Hugh shut his eyes for a long moment. The world was sliding sideways, and he really needed to get a grip. “Who would I be marrying?” “The White Warlock.” Hugh’s eyes snapped open. “You want me to marry a man?”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Sometimes there is nothing left and all that’s anchoring me here is knowing you’ll pick a fight with me in the morning.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Subtle like a runaway bulldozer”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“What the hell did this Curran do to you? Killed your master, stole your girl, burned down your castle? What?”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Some people in the world only saw in black and white. They were driven by fear. They had learned how to survive in their little corner of the world and they saw any change as a threat to their survival. But they still liked to think of themselves as good people. Good people didn’t hate without a reason, so they grasped at any pretext, no matter how small, that gave them permission to hate. A line in a holy book. The color of a person’s skin. The brand of their magic. They were not in the habit of taking a second look or giving chances. Their fear was too great and their need to defend themselves too dire. They always lost at the end. Life was change. It would come to them, as inevitable as the sunrise, despite all their flailing.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Hugh was abandoned by everyone in his life.” Her words rang out. “His parents, his teacher, his surrogate father. They all threw him away. He trusted us. He sacrificed himself to save us. This is his home. I’m his wife. I will not abandon him. Bring the cows.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“She sighed. “Come on, then, wife. Put on a happy face.” “Ugh.” She reached over and slid her fingers into the crook of his elbow. “Good God, control yourself, woman. We’re in public. At least wait until we’re in the bedroom.” “Your corpse will grow lovely goldenseal.” He laughed again and walked her down to the smithy.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Surprise slapped her face. She turned it into cold arrogance. “Worried about my survival?” “Don’t want to miss an opportunity to use you as a body shield.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Arrogant dickhead!” “Screeching harpy.” “Asshole.” “Bitch.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Have you ever noticed, Oscar, that when people say, 'You're a smart woman', what they really mean to say is 'But I am smarter'?”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“Stay near me on the way back.”
Surprise slapped her face. She turned it into cold arrogance.
“Worried about my survival?”
“Don’t want to miss an opportunity to use you as a body shield.”
“How sweet of you.”
“Stay near me, Elara.”
He walked away before she could come back at him with something clever.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“The door slid shut. It hit Hugh like a gut punch – she was gone. For the few blissful hours she was with him, he had forgotten about the death, the blood, and the void. He’d poured his rage and wretched ache into her, and she’d drained him so completely, the only thing that remained was a satiated calm. Happiness, he realized. For the first time in years he felt happy. She was only a few feet away, walking to her bedroom. The sheets where she’d lain, curled up against him, still held the warmth of her body. He missed her the moment the door closed behind her. His mind conjured up her face, her scent, the way her skin glided against his. The ache rose in him. He wanted her back. He would get her back. But first, he had to make sure they survived.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic

“I don’t care.” “You should care, because Pack money is feeding and housing your Dogs.” “Do you not understand me? I won’t work with Lennart. Elara, are you stupid or hard of hearing?” “I must be stupid, because I married an idiot who stomps around and throws tantrums like a spoiled child! What the hell did this Curran do to you? Killed your master, stole your girl, burned down your castle? What?” Hugh leaned back, his eyes blazing. Oooh, she touched a nerve. Direct hit.”
― Ilona Andrews, Iron and Magic