Ilona Andrews Quotes

Lyc-V is a jealous virus. It exterminates all other invaders with extreme prejudice.

Was his body made out of orange rocks and did he at any point yell 'It's clobbering time'?" "I find your attempt at levity inappropriate." "Consider me properly chastised.

You look like Curran. You have that pissy exasperated look on your face.

Are you out of your mind?" It's not polite to lie to your best friend. "It's a possibility.

Please, Kate. Suspend your dislike of me for a few moments and listen to what I have to say. It makes sense." "I don't dislike you. It's an oversimplification.

And then what?" "I'll burn that bridge when I cross it.

I chuckled to myself and kept walking. The Universe had proven Curran wrong: a person who aggravated him more than me did, in fact, exist.

And men my prophet wail deride!

Roland had sworn off children—they kept trying to kill him.

Where is Barbie?" The female shifter snickered and choked it off. "Is there a stripper pole?

Magic could not be measured and explained in scientific terms, for magic grew through destroying the very natural principles that made science as people knew it impossible.

Sh!t. F_ck sh!t.'.... 'Sh!t f_ck would have also been accepted.

Curran is the Beast Lord. Tremble.

Just so you know: if a rakshasa shows up, I left my sword in the car.

The human body is an amazing organism. It can go from dead tired to completely alert in a terrified blink.

He bared his teeth in a happy feral grin. My own personal psycho.

Is that a lion with horns and a pitchfork?" "Yep." "Is he carrying the moon on his pitchfork?" "Nope it's a pie.

I sighed and put Slayer between the front seats. "Stay here. Guard the car." Saiman shut the door. "Is the sword sentient?" "No. But I like to pretend it is.

Your date appears to be hysterical," Rene told me. "You think I should slap some man into him?

He groaned and I saw his face. "Curran!" I would've preferred a homicidal lunatic. Oh, wait...

He joked while Dali cut him, mangling the words with his monstrous jaws, snarled with a pretended rage and dramatically promised to "kirrrl youraaalll for this!

I've read your summary." "And?" "It's not incompetent." Be still, my heart, so I don't faint from such faint phrase. "Did you expect it to be written in crayon?

Kate Daniels, trained negotiator. When in possession of some valuable information, give it away to the first sexy man you see with no guarantee of return.

I lied. I need your help." "Who are we killing?" "Do you have a pen?

I gave him my hard stare. “You're a control freak and I fight all authority. And you want us to mate?” A wicked spark lit his eyes. “Many, many times.

"Amy," Elsie Moore said in her crackling voice, her gaze fixed on Declan. "I want you to get me a new bear. A blond one."

On your best day, you're only as good as I am on my worst with one arm tied behind my back.

You're problem is, you underestimate me because I'm a woman.

You said sloppy! Look, I didn't even use my sword; I hit him with my head, like a moron.

You know anything about investigative work?" "Sure. Annoy the people involved until the guilt party tries to make you go away.

What kind of shapeshifter has orange fur anyway?" "Weredingo." Now I'd seen everything. Well, at least he didn't steal my baby.

The sight of me puffing and straining apparently amused him to no end.

If he full-out flexed, I would probably faint, or jump off the building.

I did deranged quite well, when the occasion called for it.

I'm a substitute mom." "You're more like a crazy aunt who only gets called when somebody needs bailing out of jail.

If I lose control, you'll be the first to know." "I'm quite perturbed by the idea.

I had the metabolism of a hummingbird on crack.

A ghastly attempt at a smile, sure to send any normal person to a therapist.

Perhaps I just wasn't scary enough. Maybe I should invest in some horns or fangs.

You don't cause problems. You cause catastrophes.

Wanna spot me?" "No thanks. How about I just scream verbal encouragements at you?

On a scale from one to ten, the Pack was eleven and everything else a one.

The Order of Merciful Aid provided merciful aid, usually on the edge of a blade or the burn of a bullet.

What would I do without the moral compass of a teenage werewolf.

We were screwed and he didn't even kiss us first.

If my luck held, it wouldn't be a handsome Greek demigod looking for the love of his life or at least his love of a couple of hours.

Just to make sure the odd humanoid aberration doesn't get away, always pin it through the nuts.

He said 'woman' in the same way I'd say 'Mmmm, yummy chocolate.

The kind of eyes that jumped from a woman's dreams right into her morning and made trouble in the marriage bed.

Shave that jaw, brush that hair, tone down the crazy in the eyes, and he would have to fight women off with that crossbow.