They were short and squat and had too many limbs, and he had no idea what either of them were. But they looked suspicious.

You mean you let him talk to you like that and you aren’t even getting any Man what a rip-off.

That didn’t reassure me much; Alphonse’s idea of good manners consisted of remembering to bury all the bodies.

The Lord Protector and his hair got off the elevator.

I looked up to find a slim blond figure standing in the doorway to the kitchen. For a frozen second, I looked at him and he looked at me, and then I screamed and threw my coffee, which hit him square in the groin.

There are a thousand ways to die,” he told me quietly. “There are so few really to live. I would gladly risk the former for the latter, and it is my choice, is it not? To risk whatever I must, my heart, my body, my soul, in order to be with you. Is that not what love is? – Louis-Cesare.

She was the oddest combination of contradictions he’d ever met -innocence and sensuality, candour and diplomacy, anxiety and utter fearlessness. He hadn’t even begun to figure out how her mind worked. But she was damn well going to live long enough for him to try.

I’d been declared – over my loud and sustained protests – Pythia, the chief seer of the supernatural world.

Fresh blood at midnight isn’t red. It’s a purplish black that easily blends into the shadows.

I looked up, but had to crane my head back, leaving the features above me wrong-side up. The clear green eyes were the same, and, unfortunately, so was the spiky blond hair. It didn’t look any better from this angle, I decided.