I’ve had worse, Michael said, his voice strained. He shifted his weight, testing the leg, and made a hissing sound—but it supported his weight. Only a flesh wound. Yeah, I said. ’Tis but a scratch. Co...
It’s dark, close, cold, and intensely creepy down there. The fact that it was inhabited by things that had no love for mankind and potential radioactivity to boot didn’t do much to boost its tourism i...
It’s an old place, but it sings in the darkness and is, in its own quirky little way, alive. It’s home.
It’s a rational sort of fear that puts a lawn chair down in the front of your thoughts and brings a cooler of drinks along with it.
It's all right to be afraid. You just don't let it stop you from doing your job.
It's a tradition, Grimm said. Were traditions rational, they’d be procedures.
It's a shadelight. Some of my men put one up whenever I lose a member of the crew. To light his shade's way back to his bunk, so he can rest.
It was a well-known fact that humans became more addled than usual when running in herds.
It is how decent, civilized people behave, Captain Ransom. Though I suppose that to someone of your level of moral fortitude, it must seem remarkable.
It doesn't take much power to hurt someone, she said. It's far easier than healing the damage.
If your opponent has you by fifty pounds, winning a fight against him is a dubious proposition, at best. If your opponent has you by eight thousand and fifty pounds, you’ve left the realm of combat an...
If you want to live, if you want your friends and family to live, I expect you to do more than survive it, Mab said, sweeping out. I expect you to skin them alive.
If I could publish actual interviews with vampires— Sheesh, Susan. You’re reading too much off the bestseller list. In
I'm sure that you psychotic necro-wannabes with delusions of godhood are all about sharing with your fellow maniacs.
I'm afraid you made a serious mistake today.Sire?You proved yourself extraordinarily capable, Captain, Albion said. I can hardly let something like that go unremarked.I don't understand, sir, Grimm sa...
I would hit you on the head with a rock and drag you away from this. But it would only shatter the rock.
I was doing the new Summer Lady a favor, running down a roguestorm sylph. Got to go all over the place in those tornado-chasergeekmobiles. You should have seen the look on the driver's face when herea...
I was casting everything I had done, everything I believed, everything I had chosen—everything I was—against the will of an ancient being of darkness, terror, and malice, a fundamental power of the wo...
I turned to Grey again. The point is, killing someone is almost never the smart move, long term. Sometimes it’s got to be done if you want to survive—but the more you do it, the more you risk creating...
I tried not to be too obviously interested, and fumbled my notebook and trusty pencil from my duster’s pocket.