“ He had the prettiest hair she had ever seen on a man: dark brown, almost black, and soft like sable, it fell down to his shoulders. She wondered what he'd do if she threw some mud in it. Probably kill… Ilona Andrews
“ That's all right, she told him. I can manage. I can sleep outside just fine.Four pairs of eyes looked at her with a distinctly male skepticism. Ilona Andrews
“ Did I hurt you in the parking lot?No, m'lady. I fell, so I could put a tracker on your car.Great. Ilona Andrews
“ Oh, Gods.His eyes shone with want and predatory satisfaction. The name's William. It's a common mistake. Ilona Andrews
“ You say the sweetest things. And that spaghetti perfume you're wearing is to die for. No hobo could resist.She snarled. Heh. Ilona Andrews
“ Oh, I don't know. I might grow on you.She furrowed her pretty eyebrows. Like a cancer?Like a favorite vice. Ilona Andrews
“ Some women waited for a night in shining armor. She, apparently, had ended up with a knight in black jeans and leather, who wanted to chase her down and have his evil way with her. Ilona Andrews
