J. N. Andrews Quotes

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.

Big bad merc, down with a basic hip toss. In your place I'd be blushing.

Two years? That's entirely too long. If you want, we can take care of that. After two years it's pure therapy.

He said “woman” in the same way I’d say “Mmmmm, yummy chocolate” after waking up from hunger pains and finding a Hershey bar in an empty refrigerator.

Her imagination painted Georgie twenty years later, sitting in leg irons before some Broken psychiatrist. "Well, you see, it all started with bubbles.

The woman frowned. "I probably should have mentioned that annoying habit of letting people come to the wrong conclusions and not correcting them? He got it from me.

You sure you don’t want me to stay? I’ll make you coffee and ask you about your day.

Keeping you safe keeps me in shape.

I had an appointment with a sexual deviant and I didn’t want to be late.

It's not your job to die for your Pack! It's your job to make the other bastards die for theirs.

I raged across the field, killing all before me. They ran when they saw me coming, and I chased them down, and killed them before they could take someone else's friend away from them.

In death, they all looked the same. This morning they spoke, they breathed, they kissed their loved ones good-bye. And now they lay dead. Gone forever.

I could have fixed almost everything else, but death defeated me every time.

Our stares connected and we were quiet for a long minute, united by our misery. At least he understood me and I understood him. "A fine pair we make,” he said. "Yeah.

No, you’re not going with him.” I crossed my arms. “Who decided that?” He put on his “I’m alpha and I’m putting my foot down” expression. “I decided.

Oh my God, she was retarded and I was going to kill Jim.

May I say that I am delighted that my favorite alpha is feeling better. Why, you'll be running recklessly into danger against overwhelming odds anytime now.

She had wailed loudly enough to wake the dead and make them call the cops.

Great, now I’ve turned into a manga character who repeated everything everyone said.

You sure you don't need your Prince Charming to come and save you?" The knot in my stomach evaporated. My Prince Charming huh. "Sure, do you have one handy?

Your master plan has holes big enough to drive a truck through.

The Beast Lord way: often wrong but never in doubt.

Does Curran not involve you in his strategic sessions?” Ghastek asked. “Nope, I’m just here to look pretty.

Did the Order return your sense of humor as part of the severance package?

Aha," Andrea said. "I'm going to ignore that you just referred to yourself as 'sugar woogums'.

Rene, you want us to find you-don't-know-who and to retrieve his you-don't-know-what for you-won't-tell-me-whom?

Andrea raised her eyebrows. "Look at you, all high-speed." "Yeah, you'd think I was a detective or something." Andrea held her hand out. "You'll jinx it.

We can do subtle," I assured her. "It's our middle name," Andrea added. For some odd reason Rene didn't look convinced.

I wondered if kicking him in the head would make the whole explanation pop out of his mouth in one chunk.