675 Quotes by Darynda Jones

She said her mother has a strap-on named Event Horizon.

Four out of three people are bad at math.

I still had my hand on his side, careful not to press. He reached out and hooked a finger into the belt loop on my jeans. It felt so natural, so fulfilling, to be there with him. To talk with him as if we did it everyday. As if we’d been doung it every day for years. Not even the heat of Ian’s fury could penetrate the warmth I was getting from Reyes.

I’d considered therapy, but the never-ending search for mental stability would cut into my couch potato time. That couch was not going to sprout roots itself.

Showers were God’s reward for working hard enough to get dirty.

I was starting to wonder if repetitive exposure to nightly hallucinations resulting in earth-shattering climaxes could have any long-term side effects.

Just because I see dead people doesn’t mean I want to be dead people.

It was one thing to die. It was another to lose one’s soul. To come to a complete end. To exist no longer.

Agent Carson pulled up in her SUV. We’d thrown her when we both climbed into her official vehicle, but I quickly explained that Reyes, my affianced, had separation anxiety.