Ilona Andrews Quotes

And your skin is like honey. I wonder how you taste.Bitter and tired. Mhm.

Leaving what is safe so you can be more, Derek said. The cage is what the bird knows; the sky is all the things he still wants to do even if it's a risk.

She had wailed loudly enough to wake the dead and make them call the cops.

Are you waiting for a clue to fall on your head? Derek asked.Yep. Tell me if you see one coming.Nope.My super mental powers must be getting rusty.

He took the risk and his people had died. He blamed himself. It didn't reflect in his face, but I saw it in his eyes for a brief moment, before they went back to their icy blue. The last time we talke...

She can tell you the height of the attacker from the trigonometry of the blood spatter, while I'm fuzzy on what trigonometry is.

This is blasphemy! Odalon declared in the same way Gerard Butler had once roared This is Sparta. Sadly, Odalon had nobody to kick into a bottomless hole for emphasis, so he settled for looking extreme...

You’re like a god from a Greek myth, Saiman. You have no empathy. You have no concept of the world beyond your ego. Wanting something gives you an automatic right to obtain it by whatever means necess...

Working for Spider was difficult. He was reasonable, but only when circumstances permitted; understanding of difficulties, yet completely unaffected by them. And he expected impossible things in an im...

Yep, Atlanta was burning. Again.

I’m your father. That’s the great privilege of parenthood; we can comment on whatever we want.

Oh no, is it naked time?

Syphilis. Lots and lots of magically delicious Syphilis.

Her eyes sparkled. You should try calling, ‘Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.’I will kill you and nobody will find your body.

Hey, would you look at that shit?I turned on my heel. The patrons who’d fled at the first hint of trouble had come back and were enjoying the spectacle.Clear out! I barked.They paid me no mind. Asshol...

There are only two things that can screw this up for us: you and me.Then we're doomed for sure.

The sight of me puffing and straining apparently amused him to no end.

How was I supposed to know that you let two little bears hurt you, Goldilocks?Ah, yes, that mouth. I missed it. All mine now.

There are times in life when sugar turns into medicine. This was one of those times.

I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck.