21 Quotes by S.M. Reine

Without the baggy clothes or oven mitts, she looked less like a cute young housewife and more like something that had crawled out of Hell.

Elise didn’t hesitate to punch her hand into a man’s chest to pulverize a demon eyeball, but a batch of burned cookies could bring her to her knees.

When she released him, James looked stunned. “Still?” She suppressed a swell of sadness. “Always.

There’s beauty in the spontaneity of chaos. Too few people appreciate it.

There were few tools of persuasion more powerful than awkward silence.

Never apologize for your curves. They’re a woman’s deadliest natural weapon.

If hopes were unicorns, we’d be galloping across a magical fairytale land of roses.

Rylie’s mind whirled with the mental calculations. It had been over a week since they were separated. How many minutes was that? How many hours? How many years? It didn’t matter, in the end. She opened her arms wide and her kids stepped forward to embrace her. She didn’t care that they were so tall and lanky. It felt right to hold them again. They smelled like family, like pack, and she never wanted to let them go. Rylie’s children had come home.

Nothing charms a woman less than taking her for a ride in a car held together with duct tape and wishes.