52 Quotes by Suzanne Johnson

This is beautiful.” Eugenie ran her fingers along a massive mahogany sideboard, on the top of which rested a red velvet sash with fine embroidery on it and, on top of the sash, a silver dagger. That little vignette was Jean Lafitte in a nutshell. Refined gentleman and renegade. Velvet and violence.

We’d all mourn for a while, but at the end of the day we were a tough lot, and we’d survive.

Sometimes we’re born into situations, he’d said. We have to decide if we’re gonna be a part of it or if we’re gonna put an end to it.

There was a bounty on my head, it was four days before Christmas, and I was having turtle gumbo with a merman, an undead pirate king, two loups-garou, and my best friend – a human pregnant with the half-elven child who had unknowingly helped set this whole debacle in motion. Plus a newbie vampire who didn’t like the smell of food anymore.

Junk food nurtures the spirit. I think there’s scientific research to prove it.

So no, I did not rinse out the damned pickle jar.” He flopped on the other bed. “And since I’ll be going to hell for breaking into a church and stealing holy water, I’ll be sure to mention your name when I get there.” He paused. “You’re probably on Satan’s wish-list anyway.

She shook her head. “I can’t believe you got bit and you didn’t even get an orgasm out of it. I guess True Blood isn’t true after all.