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Dash shoved his hands on his hips and looked down into the bowl. ‘You gave my fish pink rocks?’ he said as he turned to face her.Joy shrugged. ‘I didn’t really look at the colour I just grabbed the nearest bag.’‘It had to be pink?’‘There’s some blue as well.’He looked into the bowl again. ‘Not really.’Joy couldn’t believe she was having a conversation about pink rocks when the bigger question of what the hell he’d found out about the robberies was still unanswered. ‘You think it’s going to turn Ralph gay?’ she asked sweetly. ‘Given that he’s living his life out solo it’s kind of a moot question, don’t you think?’‘You’re right, I think he needs a girlfriend. Or a boyfriend.’‘With those rocks? I think he needs Fishtank Barbie in there.’‘Is your masculinity threatened because your fish has pink rocks?’Dash folded his arms. ‘He’s a bloke. He doesn’t do pink.’Joy glanced at the bowl. ‘It works,’ she said. ‘It...blends.’‘He’s orange,’ Dash said. ‘Since when have pink and orange gone together?
— Amy Andrews, Limbo: The Joy Valentine Mysteries Book 1
He's a nightmare," she said.	"I can be, too." Rook answered, his red eyes glowing. "Just try me.
— Erin Kellison, Scrape
Hey, ghosts are nothing to laugh at! Whether or not you believe in them, they’re out there. I’ve seen them. I’ve even heard them.
— Jason Medina, A Ghost In New Orleans
His dad's eyes were getting darker. "How bad is it really?"	Very bad. Too many fronts to fight.	Bur for starters...	"That big storm out east?" Jordan and Rook had gone to investigate... "That's the Sandman in the waking world."	His dad frowned deeply. He shook his head and shrugged. "I don't know what that means."	Yeah, well... "Neither do we.
— Erin Kellison, Scrape
There is no reason for any of this if we don't survive."	Vince reached out and ran a hand through her long hair. "Ah, love. That's where you're wrong. As long as we do what we're meant to do, it doesn't really matter if we survive or not.
— Erin Kellison, Scrape
Voodoo very old magic - possibly one of the oldest forms of all time. It's often referred to as vodou or voudoun....Voodoo worships the loa, which are literally spirits - like ghosts - but much more powerful. The priestess can summon the loa, and the spirit inhabits her body. It's called being 'ridden
— Amanda  Carlson, Pure Blooded
You can't bluff your way past everyone.""You mean about filleting that guy?" Sera returned."Who said I was bluffing?
— Erin Kellison, Delirium
Did the van die because it's a complete piece of shit or was it something supernatural?" Tyler asked...
— Amanda  Carlson, Pure Blooded
I like you like this. The way it should be. Safe in my arms.
— Amanda  Carlson, Pure Blooded
The Sandman is rising."It'd been the only thing Coll had said before delirium had taken him again.The Sandman. Rising.
— Erin Kellison, The Sandman
When we are allowed two seconds of freedom, be prepared for me to tear your clothes off.""That sounds like a perfect plan.
— Amanda  Carlson, Pure Blooded
No one could blame her if she was running a little low on the sugar and spice and everything nice.
— Erin Kellison, The Sandman
There was nothing like the cold, heavy steel of a gun, the soft moan of an appreciative woman or the sharp burn of a good single malt to make a man grateful to be alive. Tonight, with his gun gone and his sex life a wasteland, Dash had to settle for whiskey.
— Amy Andrews, Limbo: The Joy Valentine Mysteries Book 1
Jesus, Jess, it would be nice if you stayed out of life-and-death scenarios for five minutes.
— Amanda  Carlson, Pure Blooded
Ray is going to fly you out and the plan is to meet up in two hours."She sighed. "I despise Vamp Air, but I guess it can't be helped. I can't even think about the amount of bugs that will be caught in my teeth over these swamplands.""Well, maybe it would help if you just keep your mouth shut---
— Amanda  Carlson, Pure Blooded
You’ve lied to me. You’ve hid things from me. How dare you talk to me like we’re still friends, like we ever mattered to you at all?--Sydney Field
— Megan Maldonado, Royal Bond
Vampires love to gossip. They live for drama...
— Amanda  Carlson, Pure Blooded
Maisie stepped out and moved as if there were gravity. "Are you coming or what?"Rook nodded and hefted Steve with him. "You should consider counseling.""For what?""Your God complex.
— Erin Kellison, The Sandman
What's more powerful than a priestess?" I didn't really want to know, did I?"A bokor."The name rang a few tiny bells inside my head, but not enough to put it together on my own. "Explain.""In a nutshell, they're the equivalent of a sorceress, and they deal primarily with the dead.
— Amanda  Carlson, Pure Blooded
A ghostly voice shivered along my spine, whispering, "We shall meet soon, bèt nan bwa.
— Amanda  Carlson, Pure Blooded
Ray snorted. "Yeah, the air right around where the boat was parked is absolutely full of shit. Like the devil blew his nose all over it.""That's a pretty picture, Ray.
— Amanda  Carlson, Pure Blooded
Sleep," he commanded. "You need to rest after being jumped.""You could jump me.
— Erin Kellison, Delirium
Rook cocked his head. "Harlen would want me to give you more time.""I could punch you again, even while being proxied," she offered. "Would that satisfy you?""And into the Scrape we go," he said.
— Erin Kellison, Delirium
Fucking unicorns wouldn't be hard to chase, as they'd probably stay in roughly the same spot while they, you know, fuck.
— Erin Kellison, Delirium
That is strange and creepy," Marcy remarked, "but totally cool. You Ghostbustered her.
— Amanda  Carlson, Pure Blooded
Has anyone else here seen or fought a nightmare?"Marshal Spence Neumann lifted his head. "Seen one. Swear to God it looked like my ex-wife for a second."A chuckle rumbled within the group. Someone mumbled, "She was a nightmare.
— Erin Kellison, Delirium
A woman could do a lot of crazy things for a pair of fine-looking dimples.
— Amy Andrews, Limbo: The Joy Valentine Mysteries Book 1
All that Anne Rice crap is true, I thought on my way out the door; New Orleans really does have a vampire problem.Besides me, of course.
— J.R. Rain, Moon Bayou
Everyone knew the Hans Christian Andersen fairytale about the Sandman and how he brought sweet dreams to sleepers. An early, now-defunct Reve company had even used him as their mascot. But that's all the Sandman had been - a mascot. A little grinning elf holding an hourglass.
— Erin Kellison, Bring Me a Dream
My first thought was that a tornado had somehow picked me up and carried me off, like in the Wizard of Oz. No old witches pedaled by, and I didn't see any flying farm animals or chicken coops, and after a few agonizing minutes, I fell deep into unconsciousness again.
— J.R. Rain, Moon Bayou
I love you. Forever, and a day.
— Serenity K Moon - Antarus
I don’t know if you picked up on the elephant in the room… but we’re witches. Angela, Andrea, me, and Evelyn and Celia back home.”--Aunt Maddy from The Ragtime Coven
— Bruce Jenvey, The Ragtime Coven
I had been a happy normal wife and mother in Orange County until ten years ago, when I was attacked by an evil vampire... and turned into one myself. It's made my life since gross and scary and, let's face it, weird.
— J.R. Rain, Moon Bayou
I put the carpetbag on a ledge, and then, hanging upside down by my razor-clawed feet, slept until sunset. A first for me, and actually quite comfortable.Lord help me.
— J.R. Rain, Moon Bayou
Lucifer sharpened his gaze and focused on Ajax. “Yes… I want you to drive over to New Jersey, load those two corpses into your car and take them back to the Italians… personally”“In my car?”“They haven’t been in the water more than a week, Ajax.”“But actually… inside?”“Well,” Lucifer’s patience was fading, “If you tie them to the fenders like you’re coming back from Deer Camp, the Italians might not find you quite as endearing…”--Lucifer and Ajax from The Ragtime Coven
— Bruce Jenvey, The Ragtime Coven
Am I right in thinkin' you've maybe been" - he dropped his voice - "the victim of an infamous outrage by the darkies?
— J.R. Rain, Moon Bayou
Tell me, Mrs. Moon, will your need for sustenance trouble you on this excursion? How often do you need to feed?" I couldn't tell whether his interest was scientific, or whether he was afraid I might plunge my teeth into his throat at any moment.
— J.R. Rain, Moon Bayou
Laughter gurgled up from inside her. She'd just mugged a mugger. Look out, world.
— Erin Kellison, Night's Deep Hush
Kiss me good."Jordan went on tiptoe and kissed him with everything she had. His mouth mashed against hers just as greedily, tongues tangling, hearts beating wildly against each other. The embrace of his arms tightened, and he lifted her. She didn't need a stupid floor with him near. Together they could fly."Bow chicks wow wow," said another voice.
— Erin Kellison, Night's Deep Hush
The nightmare was shaped like a goddess - a beauty with a body curved to incite reckless sinning. She wore an angry pout that he knew would burn his mouth. She had hair like snow and eyes as cold and fathomless as the deepest reaches of space. How like a nightmare to seduce and terrify at the same time.
— Erin Kellison, Night's Deep Hush
Tonight was about fathers. Vince was going to kill hers for murdering his.
— Erin Kellison, Bring Me a Dream
Well, next time that Gerry Rees comes in, send him to me,” Lois threatened. “I’ll wait until he’s nice and distracted and then boom, I’ll pull out the brass knuckles!”“You’ll do no such thing!” Maggie warned her. “That’d hurt everyone’s business here! …And you got brass knuckles? Where the hell did you get brass knuckles?”“They been in the family for years. Grandpap had ‘em down on the docks.” Lois admitted.“Lois being the oldest, they went to her…” Margaret added.“Well, just the same, we can’t afford anyone leaving any traceable marks on the gentlemen around here.”--Maggie Pollaski with the Raterink Sisters from The Ragtime Coven
— Bruce Jenvey, The Ragtime Coven
...now the whole fucking world is different.""It's about to get worse," Steve said."Then I'll call for food," Vincent said. "Mirren, this might be our last meal. Any preferences?
— Erin Kellison, Bring Me a Dream
So either I help you or I'm on my own?" With no way to get to Lambert. No way to stop the rage inside. No way to feel remotely normal again."That's the choice," she said.
— Erin Kellison, Bring Me a Dream
Who the fuck is the Sandman?" Still ludicrous. A fairy tale.Mirren crossed her legs and shifted in her seat. Elvis winked at him from her breasts. "It's not like I've met Him. My father never invited Him over to dinner. He's ---" she took a deep breath and did a lazy little wave of her hand, as if searching for the right words "-- the power that dominates Darkside. Pure creation.
— Erin Kellison, Bring Me a Dream
They moved as a unit, a first for her. The madman and the nightmare.
— Erin Kellison, Bring Me a Dream
She glanced again toward Vincent. "And who is he again?"Vincent grinned. "I'm Vincent Blackman of the SpiderSly Company. Mirren and I are going to sleep together; we just have to get through this bullshit of her father's first.
— Erin Kellison, Bring Me a Dream
The wind stilled a bit and he blinked the sand out of his eyes. Before him stood nothing less than the god of the Scrape. It had to be a god. He was huge, muscled, hung like an elephant, and sandy gold, just like his domain.
— Erin Kellison, Bring Me a Dream
If she couldn't be with Harlen in Washington, DC, this was the place to be.Sera's mobile screen lit, and she glanced down to find a text from him: I have to pee.
— Erin Kellison, Delirium
I have something I need to get off my chest.”“What’s that?”“This.” He closed his mouth over hers.
— Kelly Moran, Give Up the Ghost
At least that left hope for him. Except "Beauty and the Geek" wasn’t exactly the proper translation of the popular fairy tale.
— Kelly Moran, Give Up the Ghost
Maybe pulling her emotions out and inserting in his logic would change this morbid course. But damn if he’d joke about it like she did.
— Kelly Moran, Give Up the Ghost
This was sharing office space with wacko and bordering on ludicrous.
— Kelly Moran, Give Up the Ghost
I want you to walk away from a fight instead of run toward it, goddamn it.
— Kaylie Newell, Hunter of Her Heart
Thane - She grasped my face in her hands and pulled me to her, pressing soft kisses on my lips. My arm slid around her waist, and my hand pressed against the small of her back until her body melded with mine. My tongue demanded entrance, and she opened to me, allowing me to taste her, tease her, devour her. 	And in that moment, I claimed her as mine.
— Suzannah Daniels, Vampire's Bane
When they had hurried to the train station with their violin cases, they had drawn almost as many stares as they would on any normal day when their hair was to their knees and sheeting behind them like red silk. A poetic fruit-seller had told them once that they looked like dryads, and they did still, only now they looked like dryads who had tired of snagging their hair on brambles and sliced it all off on the edge of a knife.
— Laini Taylor, Lips Touch: Three Times
There are people who walk this Earth who truly belong in Hell. Sometimes, we have to move ‘em along a little… point the way.” --Vernon Kraft, Avenging Angel from The Ragtime Coven
— Bruce Jenvey, The Ragtime Coven
Sensuality isn’t a crime,though you act like showing a little skin will kill you.
— Milly Taiden, Match Made in Hell
He was breathtaking. There was simply no other way to describe him. Her eyes started with his long, black hair before slowly perusing every inch of him. He was dressed in a white shirt and black vest with pants that hugged every inch of his muscular legs. Across his back hung a black cape, in his hand he held a cane with a golden handle. She squinted as she peered at it closely. A golden bat adorned the curved surface, its small wings spread wide, as if it were in flight.
— Rose Wynters, The Vampire's House of Pleasure: Part One
[Truman] didn’t want to fight the guy, whatever he was—alien, vampyr or douchebag.
— J. Richard Singleton, Glyphics
THE 52ND is a unique entry in the YA and Paranormal genres. With a diverse cast of characters, thrilling mythology, and a potential series ahead, Dela knocks it out of the park with THE 52ND.
— Indie Reader
Damien glared at the buxom beauty before him and almost gave in to the urge to strangle her himself.
— Milly Taiden, Match Made in Hell
His dark blond hair was short and neatly trimmed around his ears. The blond highlighted it just enough to make one think it'd been kissed by the sun, but I knew better.	Stopping a few feet away, he watched me.	I squirmed under his perusal. "So, are we going to the prom or what?"	He laughed, revealing brilliant white teeth, though I saw no sign of his fangs....
— Suzannah Daniels, Vampire's Bane
Unless I was delirious from my injury, we had just been captured by vampires.	Who were they, and what did they intend to do with the rest of us?
— Suzannah Daniels, Vampire's Bane
Your scare tactics are useless on me, Thane. My people have needs of their own, and they don't include being locked up in an underground cavern by a bunch of overgrown mosquitoes.
— Suzannah Daniels, Vampire's Bane
Apple Brandy?”“It’s for my tea,” she explained. “Medicinal, you know.”“Medicinal?” The Reverend tried to hide a smile.“Well, yeah,” Maddy started to smile herself. “Without the brandy, it’d be just some crumpled up leaves floatin’ in warm water… and that’d just make me sick!”--Aunt Maddy from The Ragtime Coven
— Bruce Jenvey, The Ragtime Coven
It’s just snow,” Lesa said, rolling her eyes. “It’s not going to hurt you.”Kimmy smoothed her hands over her blond hair. “Sugar melts.”“Yeah, and shit floats.” Lesa took her seat, yanking out last night’s English homework.
— Jennifer L. Armentrout, Shadows
Really?' Shep scoffed and rolled his eyes. 'You can't be serious! Whitey, you come from the streets of North Philly, and you're scared of a bunch of backwoods butt-monkeys that thinks that an awesome Saturday night consists of drinking the cheapest beer they can steal from their daddy's huntin' coolers, tippin' some cows, stealin' a tracter, takin' it for a joy ride then leaving it on the 9th green of the golf course, and getting a knobber from one of the skankleaders. Seriously, Whitey, you have issues that I can't even begin to imagine.
— Danae Ayusso, Mask of the Damned
God is a supernatural being, and a paranormal experience.
— Jenna Alatari
I always thought that funerals were meant for the living to say good-bye to a loved one. I never would have guessed that it’s actually the other way around.
— Anthony Greer, The Messengers
Yes, my sister is weird and says crap like en route. I smirk - it's a common facial tic of mine - and turn to her.
— Stacey Wallace Benefiel, Found
I wish my talent was something that could be celebrated. You see, I can talk to the dead.
— Amy LaPalme
People spend their entire lives fearing the very thing you apparently crave. They do anything they can to delay the process or fool themselves into believing it’s farther away than it actually is. With every passing year, with every milestone, they only feel more anxiety, more inclination to defeat this inevitability of nature, only to realize that they’ve fostered an entire life of crippling fear, wasted on the fixation of its end. And there you sit, begging for it.
— Luna DeMasi, The Black Swan Company
Never give in to the Darkness. The Light will shower you with gifts, until you let down your guard. The Darkness will only Overbear. Darkness overcomes, Darkness conquers. But Light Destroys.
— Zoey-Rose Hawthorne
Martha Ridgley had been a single, working-class woman with no children or close family. Her killer had never been caught, and her case was eventually forgotten.But not by everyone—not by whoever had been paying the rent on Apartment #37 for over two decades until, for one reason or another, the lease was finally up.The Woman in Apartment #37byJohn MeadfromBook of the Dead
— John Mead
Can I have my knife back?' Meaning, can I have my knife back. I don't care whether this man seems like he only goes after age appropriate penis; I won't be taking any chances. And I won't be going any farther thank the juvie center parking lot with him either. I put the run in runaway.
— Stacey Wallace Benefiel, Found
It took a pair of ghosts to open my eyes.
— Kelly Moran, Ghost of a Promise
Calm down. Ghosts don’t ring the doorbell.
— Kelly Moran, Ghost of a Promise
We are all connected. The living to the nonliving, as the nonliving to the living. All things in all directions in all times. It is only in the physical dimension that we have limitations. (The membrane between us is thinner than you think.)
— Garth Stein, A Sudden Light
Come along. Let’s get out of here and go toast to youth and vampires and rebellion.
— Cat Winters, The Cure for Dreaming
Bad wolf. Stop baiting the human.
— Eve Langlais, The Geek Job
Her eyes narrowed, but she wasn't yelling.I think she liked me... kind of. The way a mother would like an annoying spastic two year old who belonged to someone else.
— Robyn Peterman, Ready to Were
Protect us, Golden One. I believe we are all going to need it.
— Cynthia D. Witherspoon, The Sibyl
I dropped my bag to the floor and the sound echoed throughout the house. No one shouted, "who's home?" or "Cassie? Is that you?". Instead the house gobbled up the sound as if it didn't know when the next taste of noise would come. Then again, the house hadn't experienced Olivia yet.
— Mindy Ruiz, Enchanted Heart
But soon the poltergeist ran out of ideas in connection with Aunt Maud and became, as it were, more eclectic. All the banal motions that objects are limited to in such cases, were gone through in this one. Saucepans crashed in the kitchen; a snowball was found (perhaps, prematurely) in the icebox; once or twice Sybil saw a plate sail by like a discus and land safely on the sofa; lamps kept lighting up in various parts of the house; chairs waddled away to assemble in the impassable pantry; mysterious bits of string were found on the floor; invisible revelers staggered down the staircase in the middle of the night; and one winter morning Shade, upon rising and taking a look at the weather, saw that the little table from his study upon which he kept Bible-like Webster open at M was standing in a state of shock outdoors, on the snow (subliminally this may have participated in the making of lines 5-12).I imagine, that during the period the Shades, or at least John Shade, experienced a sensation of odd instability as if parts of the everyday, smoothly running world had got unscrewed, and you became aware that one of your tires was rolling beside you, or that your steering wheel had come off.
— Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire
When you find her, you will have the answers you need.
— Cynthia D. Witherspoon, The Fanatic
The lives we lead, every decision, it shows on our faces.
— Jenny Schwartz, Demon Hunter
My brain was about two eggs past fried.
— Mindy Ruiz, Enchanted Heart
Six years of dreams would end in eternal love, or an eternity of loss.
— Michelle Hughes, Tears of Crimson
Heaven is a big place, honey. I don't know every dead person.''They'd probably be in hell anyway.
— A.E.  Jones
These violators responded only as cowards could. They ran.
— Cynthia D. Witherspoon, A Gilded Cages Preview: Possession
I will alway catch you when you fallDaniel Grigori.Fallen
— Lauren Kate
We are all looking for someone to save us.
— Cynthia D. Witherspoon, The Fanatic: A Preview
Because I like to flirt with death. Let's do this, give me your best shot, human. Let's see who gives in first. This isn't my first time.
— Shakuita Johnson, A Prequel
She had fire dancing in her eyes as she assaulted him with her serpent's tongue. Tonight she was not his wife but his little sister.
— Shakuita Johnson, A Prequel
When their mouths collided, the earth shifted, and she felt like she was coming face-to-face with death, and the brush was sweet, while he experienced life in the most shattering way.
— Rae Elle, Chained
Jenny retained a flimsy essence of the truth. It was a quiet knowing she'd always hold in her heart...''Broken Mirror by Oliver Rixon
— Oliver Rixon, Broken Mirror
Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult.
— Anne Rice, Interview with the Vampire
Why did a demon who possessed the savage strength of a werewolf also need such compelling beauty?It was one of those philosophical questions that had no answer.Like why Firefly had been canceled after just one season.
— Alexandra Ivy, A Very Levet Christmas
I waited for her to nod before pacing while I bit my lip. That hurt, so I switched to biting my finger nail.
— K.F. Breene, The Council
I told you. . .you belong in a castle.
— Evette Davis
I know you can read me, and I can often hear your thoughts too. Makes for an interesting relationship, don't you think?
— Evette Davis
Jenny sensed the energy of the cosmos. It was like a harmonious orchestra vibrating the universe into existence.' Broken Mirror by Oliver Rixon
— Oliver Rixon, Broken Mirror
The knowledge that life is finite was always in the back of my mind.
— A.V. Roe, Last River To Cross
The werewolf paid cash, sliding the change into the hip pocket of his jeans.
— Katlyn Conrad, Spirit on Fire
It's common knowledge in the industry that people often lie, or minimize things, when they participate in surveys, No one wants to tell a stranger they drink four cocktails a night, or eat junk food for every meal. It's the same with their views on candidates and political issues. Most people won't tell you they don't like someone when they have to look you in the eye. None of that would matter for me, though, because I would know their true emotions whether they shared them or not.
— Evette Davis, Woman King
Unable to help herself, she traced the tat, startled by the black and red ink mixed together. But it was the dragon design itself that made her skin prickle with awareness, appreciation. Soul-sucking desire.
— Donna Grant, Burning Desire
You're not prepared physically or mentally to pick a fight with a thousand-year-old vampire." he said. 'He is more cunning and far more ruthless than you.''Maybe I'll surprise you,' I said. . .
— Evette Davis, Woman King
Everything is energy.
— Alyson Noel
For a moment, I felt sorry for him. The pain and disappointment of his life hung about him like a cloak. It permeated the air, giving him a rank and bitter scent. This, I mused, was an example of human betrayal left festering, and I felt some compassion for the man whose life had been so disturbed by his wife's ambitions and dishonesty.
— Evette Davis, Woman King
The expression 'three is a crowd' holds true for both romance and politics. A three-way race is a disaster, because it splits the ballots, making it almost impossible to gain a majority of the votes. It usually results in a runoff.
— Evette Davis, Woman King
I smiled. “You mean like a psychic imprint? I know your assistant director of the Preternatural Division, and I mean no disrespect, but I never got the feeling you believed in magic as an investigative tool.'From the book 9 Incarnate - Caitlin Diggs Series
— Gary Starta, 9 Incarnate
Lucifer’s kingdom is metaphorical, not literal. The fallen are scattered throughout the world, maintaining different bases of power for him.” “And my father lives in Minneapolis,” I repeated. “Yes.” “And where does Lucifer live?” “Los Angeles.” I let out a laugh at that. “Of course he does.
— Christina Henry, Black Wings
She lifted a shoulder casually and slowly blinked."Where do you want to be?""With you," he answered without hesitation.
— Donna Grant, Fire Rising
He was definitely taking his bodyguard duties seriously tonight. He gave off a take-one-step-closer-and-I-will-show-you-Armageddon vibe.
— Christina Henry, Black Wings
A Seer dreams of all kinds of endings, but never a happy one for herself.
— Emm Cole, The Short Life of Sparrows
In the end, bless the darkness, hold the light, because the two aren't divisible.
— S. Kelley Harrell, Real Wyrd : A Modern Shaman's Roots in the Middle World
I expected you to look... content, happy even, after your alone time with Sammi, not all mopey and depressed. You didn't screw up, did you? Don't all Kings make love perfectly?
— Donna Grant, Fire Rising
I’ll meet you tomorrow morning at ten in your office, and explain everything. In the meantime, go home and get some sleep.” “I have a meeting with McConnell and Baroja tomorrow at ten A.M. to review some procedures,” he said. Now, that was the J.B. I knew. Never mind the demon attack; procedures needed reviewing.
— Christina Henry, Black Wings
Intelligence is a necessity, but when one is without a supernatural sense, intelligence becomes senseless.
— Michael Bassey Johnson
You are asking us to lie, Colonel?""I am asking you to omit. Surely, amidst the...the infinite gradations of human venality, that particular sin ranks low." The old man kneaded the folds of his throat. "What happened out there belongs out there. The jungle has it; let the jungle keep it...
— Louis Bayard, Roosevelt's Beast
Live from a place of love. It conquers all that is evil.
— Lee Bice-Matheson, Destiny's Gate
University departments wanted to hire sober, rational researchers and teachers. You were allowed revelatory, apocalyptic experiences only after you had tenure.
— Richard Tillotson, Acts of God While on Vacation
But no one has seen a trace of lightbearers in over five hundred years. Somebody wiped them out. Probably our kind, trying to inherit their magic.”“Probably our kind eating them for dinner,” Finn contributed to the conversation for the first time. “Back then we were slightly more primal.”“Slightly,” Tanner remarked tongue in cheek.
— Tami Lund, Into the Light
Hi, my name is Cuelebre, Liam Cuelebre. My code name is Double Oh Peanut, but you can call me Rock Star for short.
— Thea Harrison, Peanut Goes to School
Mom's smiles were the most beautiful thing in the world, and they almost always made things better. They almost even made an early bedtime okay, but not quite.
— Thea Harrison, Peanut Goes to School
She trusted him. Her heart knew him.And her body wanted him.
— Donna Grant, Fire Rising
She slid her fingers into his thick hair and melted while he kissed her as if there were no tomorrow. He tempted, he seduced, he enticed.And she willingly followed.
— Donna Grant, Fire Rising
Suddenly, she burst out, "I want to punch her evil, lying face."Liam caught a flash of hot gold as Dad looked at them, narrow-eyed, in the rearview mirror. Dad said, completely seriously, "I can make that happen.
— Thea Harrison, Peanut Goes to School
Don't try to tell me it's because I'm scared, because the truth is the only time I'm not terrified is when I'm with you.
— Donna Grant, Prince of Desire
Sammi watched him walk toward her.He walked like a predator, a conqueror. A king who ruled and commanded all. He was sex and sin, decadence and sensuality.He was, simply put, spectacular.
— Donna Grant, Fire Rising
You may be some fearsome creature, but I'm her daddy. You hurt her, there aren't enough stone walls to keep me away from you and prevent me from mounting your head on a pike. You think you're a mean sonovabitch? Next to a father who's listening to his little girl cry, you're nothing more than pottery.
— Danielle Monsch, Stone Embrace: A Stone Guardian After-Scene
That night he ate so much spaghetti, Mom said he was in danger of turning into a big noodle, which made him laugh so hard, he fell out of his chair.
— Thea Harrison, Peanut Goes to School
I will claim her, and I will protect her, and any who become her enemy? I will destroy.
— Danielle Monsch, Stone Embrace: A Stone Guardian After-Scene
Try not to be too stupid, will you?"That sounded like some great advice...
— Thea Harrison, Peanut Goes to School
What was the point of spying if you couldn't keep it a secret?
— Thea Harrison, Peanut Goes to School
All creatures are capable of darkness, but not all choose to succumb to it.
— Sara  Humphreys, Vampire Trouble
Lottie tilted her head to one side and looked Maya up and down. "You're a little bit of a thing, but I hear you're good at stirring up big trouble.
— Sara  Humphreys, Vampire Trouble
She asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"He buried his nose in her hair, took a deep breath and sighed. "You help just be being here.""Well, that bit is easy," she told him with a smile. "Because I wouldn't be anywhere else.
— Thea Harrison, Peanut Goes to School
I am waiting for you in the living room... the very pink living room. I do hope that when we acquire a home of our own, after this nonsense has passed, you will not insist on bathing the entire space in shades of bubble gum.
— Sara  Humphreys, Vampire Trouble
Sleep, Maya," he murmured softly. "Sleep, my love, and I promise that I will come looking for you.
— Sara  Humphreys, Vampire Trouble
I'm not into werewolves, but holy crap is he a hottie. Totally gorgeous and built like a tank. I bet he's got one down to his---
— Sara  Humphreys, Vampire Trouble
Every town has ‘THAT house’: the one that once held dark secrets. You know the house… the one no one will purchase? The one whose walls have seen blood? The one that even birds avoid, and the darkened windows resemble empty eye sockets? There are furtive, yet insistent, whispers about ‘that’ house, murmurs that perhaps the house is best left alone, lest the dark stain left upon that abode’s history seep into our own present-day.
— James Caskey, The Haunted History of New Orleans: Ghosts of the French Quarter
Do I seem one who will not defend myself? You are her father, so I will make myself clear. Any who seek her harm I will kill. I will rip into them with claw and teeth and separate skin from bone from heart. An enemy, a friends, from within either of our Clans - it does not matter.
— Danielle Monsch, Stone Embrace: A Stone Guardian After-Scene
He was gargoyle. Tonight, his mate would learn exactly what that meant.
— Danielle Monsch, Stone Embrace: A Stone Guardian After-Scene
Maya wrapped one leg around him, writhing against him as she threaded her fingers through his hair and held him to her, urging him on."Never stop touching me that way," Maya rasped.
— Sara  Humphreys, Vampire Trouble
I'm so sorry I wasn't here sooner, but you'll have to forgive an old vampire for being a bit rusty in the dreamscape.
— Sara  Humphreys, Vampire Trouble
The man was absolutely beautiful. Vampire. Warrior. Whatever Shan Quesada was all man.
— Sara  Humphreys, Vampire Trouble
You are mine. You are always going to be mine. It doesn't matter what came before, the only thing that matters is what is now and going forward. There will never be anyone else for you. Only me. Me.
— Thea Harrison, Pia Saves the Day
She was the real treasure, more precious than sapphires, diamonds and gold.At the core of his ancient, cynical heart, he was an acquisitive creature, after all.
— Thea Harrison, Pia Saves the Day
He clenched his teeth and muttered, "I can't get deep enough."....Putting her mouth to his ear, she whispered, "Try.
— Thea Harrison, Pia Saves the Day
His father read aloud, quietly, his voice steady and gentle, while he pressed a hand to Liam's delicate back, supporting his position....She realized Dragos was reading the quarterly profit percentages from a stockholders' report.
— Thea Harrison, Pia Saves the Day
He'd pushed and pushed and pushed until she had nowhere else to go but away from him. He'd been young back then himself. Inexperienced. Stupid. A little patience accomplished a lot more. Hard lesson to learn. Worst way to learn it.
— Erin Kellison, Darksider
This was the stuff of novels with -- yeah -- men like him on the cover.
— Erin Kellison, Darkness Falls
She woke to Terak's claws raking through her hair and her body deliciously sore, well-used in the best sense.
— Danielle Monsch, Stone Embrace: A Stone Guardian After-Scene
Avalon is full of desperate people.’ She bites at her lower lip this time, fumbling her hands, knitting her fingers into the bundle of plastic coin bags in her grasp. ‘Are you implying that I’m desperate?’ I say, one eyebrow tilting.‘You don’t need to be desperate… you can have anyone... I…’ she trails off. Looking up and trying to search the line of shops for the bank. I repulse her, I make her want to run. Why is this so hard? I need to get inside of her, I need to know what she is thinking, what she is wanting.It surely isn’t me she wants. Not to the extent that I… want her.‘You?’ I entice her to finish her sentence but she doesn’t, she stares off into the bustling crowds, memory flashing her eyes with a darkness.‘Madi wouldn’t fumble like this.’Oh, she would fumble, but not in the way you are, Elli.‘You’re not her, Elli.’ I entice her again, trying to force the dark memory, the sadness from her.‘No, if I was, you wouldn’t have wanted anyone else.’A breath hitches in her throat, she puts a hand over her mouth and says something else, her cheeks dance a shade of red that brightens and brightens until she apologises and quickens her pace. I chuckle, pulling at her arm and encircling one around her waist, pulling her back to me. Beneath my touch, her body trembles. When I raise my hand, my palm touching her cheek, I am sure she isn’t breathing.‘I don’t want anyone, Elli.’ My eyes burn, consuming her with my gaze. She is like a frightful deer, struggling beneath me with a gaze that cannot quite meet mine. When she does, it is only for a brief second before falling down and all I see is the gentle flutter of her raven flashes.‘I told you. I want someone I cannot have.’‘That is a really harsh way of telling someone you’re not interested.
— Charlotte Munro, Grey October
He looked so frustrated and perfectly serious, and yet here we were talking about his missing seal pelt.
— Katherine McIntyre, By the Sea
He was wearing a gleaming cream-coloured linen suit, and a Panama hat. The weirdest thing about this was that he was not the most outlandish-looking person in the room by a long way. Not that Little Miss Dresses-Like-Bogart over here has a right to complain
— Alexis  Hall, Shadows & Dreams
He dragged her to him, and she, being equally focused on attaching her mouth to his, lost her balance. Stepping in for the save, he held her up against the doorjamb with his hard body, mouth rasping hers, tongue deep enough to touch her soul. Could be oxygen deprivation, but she saw stars behind her closed lids.
— Erin Kellison, Lay Me Down
The sooner it's over, the sooner we can go back to bed. Everything good happens in bed.
— Erin Kellison, Lay Me Down
She gave herself up to the waves of the storm. If they drowned, it would be together, a shattered vessel on the sea, a collision of longing and desire.
— Erin Kellison, Darkness Falls
You're a Scott," the Dark said, his lips peeled back in displeasure, as if just saying the word was revolting."And you're Irish. I'm so glad we got that settled.
— Donna Grant, Darkest Flame: Part 3
What do you want?""You." His voice was soft, low. His eyes were intense and watchful.
— Donna Grant, Darkest Flame: Part 4
She drank in the sight of him, the power, the virility, the sheer sexiness. She knew just how well those lips of his kissed, how gentle and coaxing his hands could be, and how mouth-watering his body was.
— Donna Grant, Darkest Flame: Part 4
So I'm not allowed to take responsibility for the whole world, but you are, huh?Kees felt the corners of his mouth twitch and his heart squeeze and then melt. ...I am bigger, he growled.And she laughed.
— Christine Warren, Heart of Stone
He turned to look at her. "We've some talking to do.""Didn't we do that on the plane ride over here?""I doona remember talking. I remember kissing, touching, and many orgasms, but no talking.
— Donna Grant, Darkest Flame: Part 4
I never counted on you, lass. You are strong, honorable, clever, shrewd, beautiful, and resilient. You doona ever quit, and you doona ever give up. So why give up on me?
— Donna Grant, Darkest Flame: Part 4
The dragons live in the casino?Tee's eyes widened and alarm coursed through her.My God, it's like the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
— Susannah Scott, Stop Dragon My Heart Around
I don’t do one-night stands, Tammy. Not my style.”She sighed, sounding exasperated, but she was secretly pleased at his declaration. “I’m…the same way, only things haven’t worked out.”“I understand.” He continued to stroke her hair with one hand, his other arm wrapped around her, holding her to him and showing possessiveness in an affectionate way.She studied him for a moment and saw the sincerity in his expression, then sighed again. “Fine. Then we’re dating now. All right?”He gave her the warmest smile. “You’ve got it.
— Terry Spear, Jaguar Hunt
Are ya glad to see me, or is that a roll of poker chips in your pants?
— Susannah Scott, Stop Dragon My Heart Around
Cozy was a fun night by a fireplace with marshmallows. Cozy was a grandmother knitting Christmas sweaters. Cozy was new puppies in a litter. Cozy was not what he had in mind to do in that tent with Tes.
— Susannah Scott, Stop Dragon My Heart Around
Duncan's temper kindled, but it didn't dampen the lust seeping along his nerve endings. He could flatten this persnickety witch, or better yet, weave a love spell and bind her to him. Maybe he'd do just that and have done with things. He clasped his hands behind his back to quash the temptation to summon magic.
— Ann Gimpel, Witch’s Bounty
Ella squeezed, wringing a groan from his throat that echoed the torments of the damned. Usually, though, the damned didn't lean into the torment in a silent entreaty for more. Or so she assumed. She didn't think hell was likely to be kinky.
— Christine Warren, Heart of Stone
If you simply write him off as the god of sacrifice and nothing more, then you are way off the mark. He's got more courage, integrity, and heart than anyone I've ever met.
— Lisa Kessler, Night Child
Still shuddering, he collapsed atop her on a long, strangled groan. It sounded as if someone had just wrung out his soul.Ella knew precisely how he felt.
— Christine Warren, Heart of Stone
Only in porn did people appear to need sex as badly as she needed it right that minute.
— Christine Warren, Heart of Stone
She could sense the desire pouring off the man in front of her, and to be wanted so obviously, so fiercely, went to her head like moonshine. He made her feel like a goddess.Provided goddesses got this horny.
— Christine Warren, Heart of Stone
He does seem rather taken with you,” Jacques said, almost sending Ignatius off bleating with laughter. The man sounded quite perplexed and put out that the horseman had chosen another over him.“The same could be said of you,” Ignatius reminded him, thinking of a forced seduction by chicken.
— Sharon Maria Bidwell, Seduced by a Legend
So the owner of a monster head wants to meet on a path named Nut,” I said. “That’s appropriate.
— Lisa Shearin, The Grendel Affair
My thousands-of-years-old virgin...
— Lisa Kessler, Night Child
She kissed him with just as much exuberance, enjoying the feel of his warm, sexy mouth against hers, the caress of his hands on her cheeks, as she stroked his bare back with as much tenderness.
— Terry Spear, Jaguar Hunt
Hiking is like life...You can spend the whole trip just watching the trail ahead, worrying that you'll twist an ankle or fall.And then you miss all this.
— Susannah Scott, Stop Dragon My Heart Around
He meant to go lightly, cautiously, sweetly. First kiss, first date. But she curled her fingers in his hair, pressed her hot little body against his, and kissed him back as if they had been dating for a good long while! As if he wanted him like he wanted her.Now this was more like it.
— Terry Spear, Jaguar Hunt
Are you the same woman I brought here, Sasha? You're like a kid at Christmastime."--Monroe"You would be, too, if someone fulfilled your most secret fantasies."--Sasha
— Bethany Averie, All's Fair In Love & Lion
No, really," I said. "Now that we know that Flores is really this nasty, fiery, superpowerful nothing-can-kill-me demon from hell, maybe we should consider just giving Christy to him?
— Patricia Briggs, Night Broken
They're similar to the human idea of the sandman. They used to help people sleep. Now they're more prone to creating nightmares that end in death." Lucky's description of the dream weavers.
— Jami Brumfield, Lone Wolf Rising
Jumping Jehoshaphat. O Holy Night.
— Patricia Briggs, Night Broken
Having answered the call, the relief far outweighed the discomfort as the heat and the thin dry air of the new word enveloped her...The demon before her - and she hadn't been told for sure that's what they were, she was taking an educated guess- had a figure pressed against him, one scaly limb securing its prey.
— Louise G.  White, The Calling
Suddenly the bridge was filled with intense warmth, Will had lit the fire. Everyone immediately scurried over to it, with the exception of Scott. Carrie looked back at him, he was sitting with his back leaned against a stone pillar. The light from the flames danced on his sharp features and reflected in his dark eyes. Scott always wore a half-smile that was suspiciously close to a smirk. She was practically immune to his cockiness and wasn’t at all bothered by it the way that Will seemed to be.
— Julia Barkey
“Alright, who’s first?” Crystal asked once Carrie was in the chair that she had instructed her to sit in. Everyone was quiet.  “Who wants to draw straws?” Matt asked. Carrie hadn’t realized until this moment that the subtle smile on his face never faded. It was as though he found humor in everything that was going on. Will slowly raised his hand, his other hand was left shoved in the pocket of his blue jeans, “I’ll do it.” 
— Julia Barkey
In the darkened recesses of the Suburban, my opinion of the vampire rose considerably. There were far worse things than having to drink blood to survive. I could tolerate him, so long as he didn't try to make me his next meal.
— Rose Wynters, Phase Two: Evaluate
So how did it go? I sat on the toilet and ran a hand over my hair. Um... it's still going, I whispered.It's still going? Then what are you doing calling me?Well... it's just that...What?How could I put this? I can't find his penis.Claire paused for half a second. How drunk are you?
— Denise Grover Swank, The Curse Keepers
I dropped my dress to the floor and sat on the sofa with renewed determination. This man was going to have sex with me whether he liked it or not.
— Denise Grover Swank, The Curse Keepers
Getting caught is what I do best. It is either a natural talent (which means we can blame my family genes) or a well-hewn craft (in which case we can still blame my parents).
— Wynn Wagner, Vamp Camp
When an answer finally comes to me, I know I've completely lost all my wits - or as my mama used to tell my father, I have a few screws loose.
— Brandy Nacole, Raging Storm
Good news is, we're annoying him. Bad news is, we're all going to die painfully.
— Brandy Nacole, Broken Faith
I might be able to walk away from sexy, dangerous shifters, but chocolate had me at its beck and call.
— Meghan Ciana Doidge, Trinkets, Treasures, and Other Bloody Magic
There is a unique bond between the land and the people in the Crescent City. Everyone here came from somewhere else, the muddy brown current of life prying them loose from their homeland and sweeping them downstream, bumping and scraping, until they got caught by the horseshoe bend that is New Orleans. Not so much as a single pebble ‘came’ from New Orleans, any more than any of the people did. Every grain of sand, every rock, every drip of brown mud, and every single person walking, living and loving in the city is a refugee from somewhere else. But they made something unique, the people and the land, when they came together in that cohesive, magnetic, magical spot; this sediment of society made something that is not French, not Spanish, and incontrovertibly not American.
— James Caskey, The Haunted History of New Orleans: Ghosts of the French Quarter
Michael had learned the hard way that nothing good came from interfering in the affairs of the afterlife.
— Jacqueline E. Smith, Cemetery Tours
..., imagine a loamy earth that starts with genocide, then adds a mix of further disease, wars, hurricanes, murder, great fires, dueling, insurrection and slavery, just to name a few of the many instances of tragedy. What dark seed would take root in such a disturbed and twisted soil?
— James Caskey, Haunted Savannah: America's Most Spectral City
Ah, such a good pretty one.' There was a pause, 'You even got yourself dressed up.
— Charlotte Munro, The Lockharts
I spread my arms. “In the Rainbow Jungles of Ever there lives what I affectionately call, killer ducks.
— Jen Wylie, Tales of Ever
They’d never scared him, really.  When he was younger, he hadn’t known that there was anything different about them.  By the time he was old enough to figure out that no one else could see them, he was also old enough to realize that being dead didn’t turn people into monsters.  It just meant that most of them were lonely. 
— Jacqueline E. Smith, Cemetery Tours
All of the signs we invented growing up and we never invented one for 'he's standing right behind you'?
— Skye Callahan, Fractured Legacy
I know you did what you could to help pappa.""Kid," I brushed his hand off my shoulder. "Your father did a stupid thing and paid the price for it. Now fuck off.
— Khalia Hades, The Alaskan Mummy
He’d promised her forever, but now that there was another option, would he want to take it? He’d said not, but Bessina had butterflies taking up residence in her stomach at the thought. She had to know for sure.
— Inger Iversen, Running in the Dark
The second wolf dove straight into the free platter. Fibres of flesh ripped apart with the same terrible tearing sound of sacking stretched and broken. Red sprayed. Limbs flailed. The bloody gurgle of a scream tore from Logan’s throat as he struggled against gnashing teeth. The same slow motion bubble slotted over Violet’s head, vacuuming the sound. Time seemed to ripple around her. Her extra senses reached out, screaming as they felt Logan’s existence fray. She moved without consideration, Simon close on her heels, his noises numb to her brain.
— Rebecca Clare Smith, Preying On Time
When a thundering horde of drunken Vikings rush a person, it's only natural to flinch.
— Krista D. Ball, Spirits Rising
No tricks, Syn,” Ryder growled from where he stood a few feet away.“Tricks are for kids, silly rabbit,” I said
— Amelia Hutchins
We weren't so much oil and vinegar as a lit match and napalm.
— Lola Dodge, Temptress