J. N. Andrews Quotes

I did some thinking.” “That is a very dangerous pastime,” Ghastek said.

Oh, it's you," Curran's voice said quietly. "I thought it was an elephant.

Screwy," I said. "Is that a medical term?" "Of course.

He said, 'Yeah, but will I get chicks? In truckloads?

Had he expected me to hump her leg?

He referred to you as his little snack." "He's a sweetie.

What do you do to your hair?" "Dust, hair gel, and a little gun oil." "Ever thought of patenting the recipe?" "No.

You snore worse. At least I don't turn into a lion in my sleep." "I only did it once." "Once was weird enough, thank you.

I prefer the term ‘sexual deviant’ myself,” Saiman said.

As one, the shapechangers turned and looked at me. I wondered what they'd do if I asked to borrow a cup of sugar.

Yep.” Eloquence ’R’ Us. When in trouble, keep it monosyllabic—safer that way.

At the core, our motives are always self-serving, Kate. Altruism is a fog created by sly minds seeking to benefit from the energy and skill of others. Nothing more.

If a man takes you to a restaurant of his choosing, don’t compliment him. Rave about the quality of the food and he’ll be thrilled, because he took you there.

I’d give him a cup of coffee and a big helping of a knuckle sandwich. Generosity was a virtue and I was in the mood to be extremely virtuous.

I saved the baby. I saved her. For you." - Bran

Rene looked at Grendel. “What in the world is that?” “That’s our mutant attack poodle,” I told her. “Is he chewing on a gun?

Ted said, "You're working for the Order now." "Yes." "How does it feel?" "Well, Doctor, it feels rather sore and tingly.

There was something very comforting about him, and I was not sure if it was his easy manner or his complete immunity to my scowling.

He kissed me, and I pulled my personal psycho into bed with me.

...they tended towards the simple pleasures in life: drinking, whoring and fighting, preferably all three at once.

Grandpa?" Declan raised his eyebrows. "We keep him in the shed out back," Jack said helpfully. "So he doesn't eat dog brains.

Andrea raised her hand. “This is the hand that slapped Aunt B.” “Maybe you should have it gold-plated.” “Here, you can touch it, since you’re my best friend.

Congratulations, love. You traded up. Does he treat you well?' 'He's a teddy bear,' I said. Teddy bear looked like he was suffering from murder withdrawal. (Rene and Kate on Jim!)

Who is Hunter Becker?" "Becker the Gory? Lighthouse Keepers? Boston?" "I would've preferred Becker the Easiley Surrendering or Becker the Quite Reasonable, but beyond that his name tells me nothing.

Yep, Atlanta was burning. Again.

I turned and bumped by head against his chest a few times. It was the nearest hard surface.

Yes I can,” Curran snarled. “Listen: this is me telling you what you will not do.” I raised the cookbook and tapped him on the nose. Bad cat.

Now Julie could stay here, in the Keep full of homicidal maniacs who grew teeth the size of switchblades and erupted into a violent frenzy when threatened.

Getting a lecture on restraint from the woman who threw a hissy fit and blew up Babylon.

Curran struck at my wrist. His fingers were cat-quick, but I had spent my life honing my reflexes, and he missed. “Well, look at that.” I studied my free wrist. “Denied. Good-bye

Jealous of the actors now, are we?" "What, of some fancy boy on the screen? Inconceivable." Oh, this was going to be good.

I'm going to kick you in the head when I get home. Repeatedly.

It was his eyes. When you looked into them, you saw chained violence baring teeth and claws back at you.

I don't know if you heard, but I kind of run this place.

Seducing him in the tub smelling of vinegar was out of the question. There had to be some boundaries.

Shapeshifter parenting motto—if your kid slit somebody's throat, always have a backup plan to make the body disappear.

The kid was so handsome, he almost looked unreal.

What is wrong with you? Many, many things.

I'm investigating people who sacrifice trained killers to dark gods. Perfect, it will keep him occupied. In what capacity? Bait.

They're fanatics. It's like expecting humanity from a falling rock. It's not going to have a fit of compassion and not crack your skull open.

I can't hate people that much. Don't get me wrong. I want to murder every last Keeper I can find. But that's not hate. That's vengeance.

My ego doesn't need soothing. I don't want him soothing anything of mine, including you.

I know people who will gently persuade you to be forthcoming.

Shifting in the hospital bed had blown her closet door wide open.

I got a dog-training book. It says Grendel needs mental stimulation, so I tried to train him, but I think he must be retarded.

My investigative technique mostly consisted of going through the list of interested parties and making as much noise as possible, until the culprit lost his patience and tried to shut me up.

One day I'll kill him, you know. I glanced at her. She was deadly serious.

It was the kind of place you went when your earthly troubles became too much for you and you were looking for a creative way to commit suicide.

I wouldn't be able to do anything with my vampire horde except make it run around in a herd, but it would be a very impressive herd.

The first magic wave kicked the world in the face.