Rachel Caine Quotes

I drink blood, you eat tacos, get the f*ck over it!" -Michel Glass

I am not getting you a brain, because I am not that kind of assistant, Dr. Frankenstein.

I'm a vampire, idiot. I don't have x-ray vision." "Some supernatural monster you are, remind me to trade you in for a werewolf, bro. Probably be more useful right now.

Shane - "Tell you what: you can be Glammera the vampire hunter. I'll stick with being manly and heavily armed.

Shane talking to Claire - "Hang on - Slow down. I'm not going anywhere. You know that, right? You don't have to put out to keep me here. Well, as long as you eventually..." "Shut up" Claire said.

Excuse me? You're a lady?" "I bought a title on the Internet. I own one square inch of Scotland. And you're changing the subject.

Does it give you déjà voodoo how alike the houses are?" "That's déjà vu, and I hate you right now

Mom and Dad had a lot to answer for, she decided. She couldn’t even be rude to evil vampires who’d caged her boyfriend and were preparing to roast him alive.

You were leaving, and you didn't even know if I was okay.

Did that remind anybody else of something?" "Yes," Eve said, tapping her lower lip with a bloodred fingernail. "How much I need to shave her head while she's sleeping.

Really? Is he running for Worst Boyfriend Ever?" "In the subcategory of Completely Awesome.

Claire signed. "Go ahead. And thanks. Oh, and be careful?" "Please. I am the queen of careful. Also, princess of punk fabulousness."

I think I'd fall for you no matter what, Claire. You're kind of awesome.

I'm learning all the time." "Well, you're a scholar.

Even in an apocalypse like this, surely running out of Coke qualified as a disaster.

God, I needed you," he murmured. "I can't even tell you how many times I thought about this. The funny thing is, I don't need you any less now. I think I need you more." ~Shane~

You're just full of awesome; did you know that?

So we do nothing? --Claire We do the best nothing you've ever seen. --Michael

No. --Claire Bullshit! Yes, a world of yes. --Eve

Yeah, I know. Terror Aerobics. Just wait until they get it at the gym. It'll be bigge than pilates. --Eve

You want to go play with your new friends back there? The really pale ones with the taste for plasma? --Shane

I think we can all agree. SHINEY.

There is two feet of space between us, and about a mile of separation.

And if you dont come back from the dorm, I'm the one who has to explain to Micheal how I let you go off and get yourself killed like a Dumbass. First rule in horror movies, Clair-Never split up!

Jealous?" "Maybe." "No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.

Run first,' Shane said. 'Mourn later.' It was the perfect motto for Morganville.

Now," said Brandons low, cold voice. "Lets not be rude eve.

I'm fine with Nature's way, as long as Nature keeps it out of *my* way.

There's a ghost in this house! An unquiet spirit!" Unquiet spirit?" Shane said under his breath. "Is that politically correct for pissed off? You know, like Undead American or something?

Don’t,” Michael said. It was soft, and it was a warning, through and through. “You try to hurt her again and I’ll pull your arm off.

As she turned to concentrate on the portal, Eve tugged on Claire's shirt. "What?" "Ask him where he got the boots." "You ask." Personally, Claire wanted the vampire bunny slippers.

There is no such thing as unlimited trust. At some point, all beings with free will can, and will, betray you when you're no longer pursuing the same goals.

Sure,” she said, and hugged the laptop bag closer. “What could go wrong?” Michael’s eyes flashed to meet hers in the rearview mirror. Besides everything, I mean,” she said.

I wrestled futilely, then relaxed as a vine wrapped three times around my throat and squeezed. Right," I choked out, and shut my eyes. "I'll wait here, then.

Rambo was a Green Beret," Hannah said. "Please. We eat those army boys for breakfast.

I liked you better when you were this timid little kid. What happened?” “I started living with you guys.” “Oh, right.

Because you know, I’m your best friend, but you’re just not that badass, man.

But – Michael, you said you didn’t know Oliver, and–” “I didn’t, until he killed me. We were never formally introduced.

It's a good thing I've got to live with you two or I'd be putting this on YouTube later. And mocking you

The vamp in McMann’s stared at me. I guess he didn’t like the Goth look. Most of them don’t; somehow they think I’m making fun of them. Which I totally am.

I’m not leaving,” Sam said, his eyes fixed on the boy he was holding. “Not until Disney Princess here apologizes, or his head comes off, one of the two.

Of course, I thought I was badass at sixteen, too. Wait, I was badass at sixteen. Oh, yeah.

Things that Shane doesn't want on his grave: (1.) I thought it wasn't loaded. (2.) Hand me a match so I can check the gas tank. (3.) Killed over Ice Cream

He sounded harassed more than anything else, like mass home invasion was just something standing between him and morning coffee.

You are not my high school crush, idiot.” “Great. I can die happy, then.

You are the weirdest girl ever.” “Please. You live with Eve.

Ummm…” She licked her lips. “Define fun.” “Quit doing that, jailbait. It’s distracting.

No, Michael was all good. Killed, dismembered, buried, reborn…yeah, just another day in the life.

What’s burning?” “Your brain.

I have permission to live off campus.” She didn’t say from whom, because it was primarily herself.