For me hotness was a complicated matter involving brains, humor, and some other things, but all that aside, I was willing to admit Sean Evans was nice to look at.
Follow me, Linus ordered. And cheer up. We’re about to embark on a killing spree accompanied by massive property damage. Try to have fun.
First rule of bodyguard detail: know where your 'body' is at all times.
Fate, that bloody, vicious, fickle bitch. Sometimes she loved him, and he could do nothing wrong. And sometimes she stuck a knife in his back.
Even if we were mated, I have my own name and I made my own rep. I don’t think the term ‘mate’ should trump everything I’ve done. I’ve earned more than that. Jim
Did you think I was sitting on my hands? I thought you might be injured. He looked at me. We’ve met, you and I? I deliberately took a big step back. What? he growled. I’m making room for your ego.
Did you read the instructions? He shook his head. Why, were you afraid they’d take your man card away? Are you going to help me or just make fun of me? Can’t I do both?
Did I ever tell you that you are like sunshine in the middle of the night?
Derek’s lips stretched into a smile on their own, driven not by humor but by the instinctual need to bare his teeth as the wild inside glared through his eyes.
Derek, never ever tell a woman that someone is prettier than her. You'll make an enemy for life.
Curran.You're taking a nap? Come on Kate, I need you for this fight, Stop lying around.You sonovabitch. I rolled to my feet and grabbed my sword. You must think you're funny.
Curran, please don’t bite his head off. Why? Because it’s illegal. Technically you assaulted him first when you threw him across the lawn. I didn’t throw him very far. I rolled my eyes. I could’ve thr...
Curran's whore comes to visit us, Jarek said in accented English.The three men laughed as if on cue. I glanced at Mahon. You really shouldn't let him talk to you like that.
Curran stood in the middle of the street, his hands still locked on the insect’s front pair of legs. The spider-scorpion was lunging at him again and again, trying to grip him with its pincers. If tho...
Curran stalked into the room as if he owned it, turned, and crossed his arms on his chest. Biceps bulged, stretching the sleeves of his sweatshirt. If there was any justice in the world, he should’ve...
Curran scrutinized Mart’s face. I can’t figure out if he wants to kill you or screw you.I’ll be glad to make the choice for him.Curran looked back at me. Why is it you always attract creeps?You tell m...
Curran never does anything without a reason, he said. I was told you’d met him. Perhaps you indirectly challenged him at that meeting.Indirectly? I had challenged him
Cuddles screamed. It wasn’t a braying noise, it was an ear-slapping shriek of pure donkey outrage, like someone got hold of a foghorn and tried to strangle it.
Cookies aren’t gonna cut it. Do you know any lion hunters who bait their traps with cookies?
Come to dinner with me tonight and I’ll consider it.Yes! No. I don’t negotiate with terrorists.