813 Quotes by Jeaniene Frost

Vengeance is the emptiest of emotions,” Mencheres said dismissively.

Since this was a formal undead gathering, there would be food – all kinds – drinks, dancing, and festivities, while those in power pondered whether or not to slaughter half the people around them. In other words, like a high-school prom.

Don’t kiss me like a woman if you’re going to treat me like a child.

Bloody hell, grandsire,” were Bones’s first words as he approached. “You’ve left behind a wreckage of burned bodies, dead vampires, missing persons, threatened Guardians, and video evidence of our race’s existence. Then you go on holiday. You really do have a death wish.

This wasn’t the first time I’d woken up as a captive. It wasn’t even the second. I so needed to reevaluate my life choices.

Kitten” – Bones paused from pulling on his shirt – “four hours of sleep while holding you is far more beneficial to me than eight hours of endless tossing and turning because you’re not there.

You either trust me or you don’t. I’ve never let you down, and I won’t walk away unless you make me. Period. Now, unless you have a real emergency, I’d like to get back to my vacation. And my corpse, thanks.

The guards exchanged a wary glance. “He didn’t authorize you to come down here,” the beefy, redheaded guard stated. “However, I would be glad to give you my blood – ” “Wouldn’t that make him angry?” I interrupted, widening my eyes. “If I drank your blood when he was so close by?

A hysterical human? Who hadn’t seen that before?