Cold? Ravus echoed. He took her arm and rubbed it between his hands, watching them as though they were betraying him. Better? He asked warily.His skin felt hot, even through the cloth of her shirt, hi...
And if I wanted to kill myself, I wouldn't throw myself off a roof. And if I was going to throw myself off a roof, I would put on some pants before I did it.
The light, by the light, by the light of the bloodred moon. I’ll be killing you soon.
You remind me that I am a mere mortal and you are a prince of Faerie. Well, let me remind you that means you have much to lose and I have nothing.
You can't go around making plans that have you getting killed as a by-product. Eventually one of them is going to .
You better get over here with my car, Grandad says. Before I call the cops and tell them you stole it.Sorry, I say contritely. Then the rest of what he said sinks in and I laugh.Wait, did you just thr...
You are the best kind of killer, Cassel Sharpe, the kind that never has blood on his hands. The kind that never has to sicken at the sight of what he's done, or come to like it too much.
Who cares about a test? There will be a million more quizzed in your life.
We’re all dying, Cassel. It’s just that some of us are dying faster than others.
We don't need to be good. But let's try to be fair.
This is never going to be over, I shout. Someone will always be after me. There’s always consequences. Well, BRING IT. I am done with being afraid, and I am done with you.
There is something of yours I would like to return to you.What?He leaned across the distance between them and caught her mouth with his own. Her eyes fluttered closed and her lips parted easily as she...
There is nothing for her beyond those gates, Gavriel said. Do you think to bring her along like a talisman to remind you of your humanity? Or do you think sharing your damnation will lighten the burde...
The more powerful you become, the more others will find ways to master you. They'll do it through those you love and those you hate. They will find the bit and the bridle that fits your mouth and will...
The flavor of that blood stayed with him through the long years of his service (...) by then he could no longer remember whose blood it was, only that he had grown used to the taste.
That’s family for you. Can’t live with them; can’t murder them. Unless Barron rats me out to Yulikova. Then I really might.
Sometimes I go down and stare at it, trying to see my parents in the tide lines of dried blood. I want to feel something, something besides a vague queasiness. I want to feel more, but every time I lo...
Someone’s really sold you a bill of goods. Plenty of mortals are better at plenty of stuff than the Folk. Why do you think we steal them away?
So it’s not as bad as it looks? Call ventured. Oh, no, she told him. It’s just as bad as it looks. But I’m very, very good at my job.
She suddenly understood why she had let him kiss her in the diner, why she had wanted him at all.She wanted to control him.He was every arrogant boyfriend that had treated her mother badly. He was eve...