“Now don’t you be covering for him, Ash. (She wagged her finger at Nick.) Are you driving? (Cherise)
No, Mom. I’m sitting. (Nick)”

“Shut up, Nick. (Talon)
'Shut up, Nick, heel, sit, fetch.’ Love you too, Celt. (Nick)”

“Fine, just don’t eat my mom, okay? She’s had a bad enough life without becoming the Bride of Dracula.” – Nick”

“Mom! It's the cops! I'm gonna get nicked, I'm gonna get nicked!”

“She went from angry to calm so fast that he wondered if she wasn’t the Ferrari of moms. Her top speed had to be.65 nanoseconds.’ (Nick)”

“Cassie looked up at him, her fingers still intermeshed with his. "Sorry," she said unsteadily. "I was just scared."
"Remind me to get you scared frequently," Nick said. He looked slightly dazed.”

“So, does this make you visibly challenged? (Nick)
No, but if you don’t lay off me, I’m going to make you breathing impaired. (Acheron)”

“Is he a good boy? (Cherise)
No, Mom, he’s Satan incarnate. In fact, once it’s over, we’re going to get liquored up and tattooed, then find some cheap hos and have a good time with his trust fund. (Nick)”

“Are you sure I can’t catch it? (Nick)
I’m positive. Believe me, I know my zombies. (Bubba)
(Nick scoffed.) ‘Is it just me or is that like saying I know my elves and fairies?’ (Nick)”

“One of you guys is going to have to feed the vampiric lawyer some blood and it can’t be me. (Caleb)
Why? You afraid of a little bite?
I’m anemic. (Nick)
And I’m Catholic. Doesn’t that knock me out of the running? (Nick)”