You’re like a five-year-old helping Mommy in the kitchen, Bill muttered, and Michael’s mirth vanished. It would be easier if you were somewhere else, but then I’d have two messes to clean up instead o...
You're taking classes? That's great. Crime scene etiquette, perhaps?
You want something to eat? Nick said, yanking my attention back. I, uh, could go across the street for some Graeter’s. You like butter-pecan ice cream?
You tried to slide his original curse back onto him? Al said in wonder. At the restaurant? And I stopped you? Sweet mother pus bucket! he exclaimed, and I swear, dust sifted from the ceiling. Rachel,...
You think being a demon’s familiar is a good thing? What train hit you on the way home?
You should be dead, he said, his voice full of wonder. How is it that you're still alive? Jaw clenched, I worked at his grip on me, trying to get my fingers between him and my wrist. I work hard at it...
You pompous little bitch! the infuriated Were shouted, red-faced and with his thugs backing him. What are you doing here? Mrs. Sarong pushed past the men who had put themselves in front of her. Arrang...
You need someone a little dirty, honey, with a heart of gold.
You need someone a little dirty, honey, with a heart of gold, she whispered in my ear as she patted my back. I don’t think you’re going to find it in this century. We don’t make honest men who are tha...
You need me, just whistle, he said as he arranged his ball cap over his eyes against the sun leaking through the frost-emptied branches.You're not coming?Lifting the brim of his cap, he eyed me, You w...
You didn’t even keep a call-back clause? Al asked, then waved his hand and answered his own question. Of course not. You’ve had the worst upbringing of any demon I’ve seen. - Al to Rachel
You are your father's daughter,' he said, the skin around his eyes tightening. 'Trent is his father's son. Apart, you are annoying. Together...you have the potential to be a problem.
You are such fun, Ms. Morgan. Watching you is like watching a five-year-old.
You are pathetic, Rache, Jenks said, and my eyes darted to the top of the rack and I saw him standing there, hands on his hips and frowning at me, his wings a silver blur. Rachel and Trent, sitting in...
Yes, but . . . She hesitated, her gaze finally coming to me. I survived because I fell in love. With you was unspoken.
Would you like something to drink? I asked, thinking my rusty host skills were going to get a workout this afternoon while dealing with a woman so clearly raised on etiquette and form.
When desire’s sold for freedom/and need exchanged for fame/those choices made in ignorance/turn to bloodstained dreams of shame.
What was in the trunk? I asked, and my eyes widened when he opened his coat and let me glimpse a big-ass rifle.I know these people, he said, his expression going hard. We handle their insurance.
What do you want me to do?Marry you?People grow up! Move away! I’m going to college, not the moon!
What are you doing in Nicky's room, Rachel? Oooh! He summoned you to the west coast, didn't he? Did you kill him? Good for you taking care of that little problem? I should give you a bunny! - Algaliar...