1,024 Quotes by Ilona Andrews

I just had to stay cool. Zen. No punching in the face. Punching would not be Zen.

I survived. Had I hit my head on the wall when Rutger had thrown me, I could’ve died today. Right now I could be dead instead of sitting here in my office, twenty feet from my home. My mom could be in the morgue, identifying me on a slab. My heart pounded in my chest. Nausea crept up, squeezing my throat. I leaned forward and concentrated on breathing. Deep, calm breaths. I just had to let myself work through it. In and out. In and out. Slowly the anxiety receded. In and out.

They call the undead inhuman, not realizing the irony: only humans are capable of inhumanity.

We were screwed and he didn’t even kiss us first.

Stop looking at her and you might live longer,” Curran said, his voice nice and friendly.

You know what? No: if he ever fell in love, it wouldn’t be great romantic devotion. It would be an exercise in frustration and lust, and at the end of it his significant other would strangle him.

Only Celts would use nine letters to make one sound.

Now climb, young grasshopper, so your Kung Fu won’t be weak.

The Dude just pounded his way in a straight line, convinced that the lion was a figment of his imagination and that the vampire ahead of him was just Grendel’s deformed mutant brother.