Very few people see their own actions as truly evil,... It is left to their victims to decide what is evil and what is not.
Never interrupt when you’re winning.
My least favorite thing was a man who had severe white-man’s ass, where the jeans just bagged over the butt. I wanted something to hold on to, something to sink my teeth into. When I said I liked meat on my men I didn’t just mean one thing.
Zerbrowski said, “I only ever understood one woman, and she was kind enough to marry me so I didn’t have to decipher anyone else.
Memphis and I both looked at Olaf, as if he’d spoken in tongues. I think neither of us had expected anything useful from the corpse fondling. Damn.
Revenge was always the easy part; the hard part was living with it afterward.
I try not to be cruel, just persistent. There are days when the difference is pretty damn slight.
I’d worked my share of serial killer cases, but none of the killers had ever mailed me a human head. That was new.
Raising the dead was easy; love was hard.
Falling does not cover the speed and abruptness of being thrown from less than ten feet high.
I took a fresh mug of coffee. Grilling grieving families always goes down better with caffeine.
Why was I mad? Because he’d surprised me with a really nice hotel room. What a bastard.
It wasn’t just my beast’s hunger, but Jean-Claude’s blood thirst and Richard’s craving for flesh. It was all that and the ardeur running through all of it, so that one hunger fed into the next in an endless chain, a snake eating it’s own tail, an Ouroboros of desires.
He wanted you dead, now he doesn’t, I don’t know why. Chimera’s crazy, he doesn’t need a reason to change his mind.
No one had said anything, or even lifted an eyebrow at me; sometimes it’s just the inside of your own head that is the problem.
To know that everyone starts on the ground. Trees, flowers, people, even the mighty sidhe must stand upon the dirt in order to move forward.
There will always be victims, Anita. Predators and prey, it is the way of the world.
Put some make-up on me and I look not unlike a china doll. Put me in a puffy pink dress and I look delicate, dainty, petite. Dammit.
Remember your personal demons should be afraid of you, because you are their home, their food, and as you heal, their executioner.
The best lies are always at least partially true.