Ilona Andrews: Trending quotes (page 6)

“Your sword is made out of your grandmother’s bones?”
“Okay, I see how it sounds weird when you say it in that tone of voice”

“If the lot of you survives, Curran will flay the skin off your backs," Doolittle said.
"That's what I always love about you, Doctor." Raphael grinned. "You're a cup-halfway-full kind of guy. All flowers and sunshine.”

“Fortune favors the brave," I told her. It also kills the stupid, but I decided to keep that fact to myself.”

“Yes, I'm a hermit. Mostly I brood," Mad Rogan said. "Also, I'm very good at wallowing in self-pity. I spend my days steeped in melancholy, looking out the window. Occasionally a single tear quietly rolls down my cheek.”

“I looked at him. "You really need to work on your threats. I can't tell if you're threatening me or inviting me for tea.”

“Cute. I think I would prefer to be stabbed in the eye rather than be called cute.”

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

“This was hell and I was its fury.”

“The phone rang. I picked it up. "Kate Daniels"

"It's me," Curran said. "I—"

I hung up.”

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

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

“And how did your day go?" I asked Ascanio.
He turned to me, a dreamy look on his pretty face. "We killed things. There was blood. Fountains of blood. And then we had barbecue.”

“The monster licked his lips, long lines of whiskers twitching, and spoke in a deep growl. "Pretty, aren't I?" Curran. In midform. I broke from his gaze. "Adorable.”

“What is wrong with you?
Many, many things.”

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

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

“I had to give it him, to flatter and insult a woman in one propostition took talent.”

“What the hell is this?” Desandra asked
“This is Cuddles. She's a mammoth donkey.”
Derek grinned, leaning on the fence. “Do you have any self-respect left?”
“Nope.”

“It was the kind of sword that would make a lifelong pacifist look for tall boots and a hat with feathers.”