569 Quotes by Kelley Armstrong

We scarified a mosquito. I bet that’s what did it. It was probably a virgin too.

Tori joined us for dinner – in body, at least. She spent the meal practicing for a role in the next zombie movie, expressionless, methodically moving fork to mouth, sometimes even with food on it.

Wow. The guy can make me feel stupid even when he’s telling me I don’t have to let him make me feel stupid.

Love and hate. Same passion. Same impulse.

What am I? Let’s just say I won’t fetch a stick for you. I won’t beg for treats. And, no matter how nicely you ask, I will not roll over and play dead.

Clearly it was time to consider rescheduling that optometrist appointment I’d missed last fall.

Common courtesy dictates that we never drain the lifeblood of anyone to whom we’ve been formally introduced.

You think I led him on? For what? Kicks? I don’t have enough exictement in my life, so maybe I’ll tease a nice guy, get his hopes up, then laugh and skip away?

I had a stupid crush on a guy who barely tolerated me most of the time. Was that the kind of girl I was? Pick the jerk over the nice guy?