Rachel Caine

"I can handle Glory.' 'Can you?' Eve asked. 'Because I notice you never call her Gloriana. Just Glory.' He shut up. Which is probably about the only smart thing he can do, Claire thought."

"No bacon for you.'Then no eggs for you. Either of you.'Eve glowered at him. 'Prisoner exchange?'They glared at each other, then swapped pans and started scooping."

"Oliver: Fear is the natural state of anything that dies."

"An intriguing world where vampires rule, only the strongest survive, and romance offers hope in the darkest hours."

"So, been attacked by any vampires yet?'Not one.'Zombies? Giant spiders? Water monsters?'It's been really quiet on the supernatural front'Too bad, 'cause I got attacked by a devil dog. It was not awesome."

"She can go with us to the lab and keep Myrnin pinned down while we pull the plug, if he's not... You know, better.'Define BETTER with that guy.'Not all fangs and raaaaar."

"In her experience, groups of friends like that just didn't open up to include underage, undersized geeks like her. They hadn't sounded mean, they just sounded — self-confident. Something she wasn't."

"[Myrnin to Claire about their costumes of Pierrot and Harlequin, respectively]'Don't they teach you anything in your schools?'.'Pity. I suppose that's what comes of your main education flowing from Google."

"I'm all right, Nic,' Wolfe said, and finally looked at him. 'We walked through the dungeons under Rome, survived Philadelphia, and this perfumed cage won't bring us to our knees. We're all stronger than that.'All right,' Santi said. 'But don't ask me to stop standing next to you. Because you know I will, however much you shout about it."

"Want to play baseball?’” she asked. Shane’s eyes opened, and he stopped stroking her hair. “What?’” “First base,’” she said. “You’re already there.’” “I’m not running the bases.’” “Well, you could at least steal second.’” “Jeez, Claire. I used to distract myself with sports stats at times like these, but now you’ve gone and ruined it."

"See?' she heard Shane yell at the kitchen. 'She doesn't stomp around like a cattle stampede!'Bite me, Collins! No bacon for you, either!"

"You couldn't be romantic if your life depended on it.' 'You know what's lucky? Most bad guys don't ask you to be romantic on command, so that probably won't matter."