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41 " He curled his claw into a fist. "I'd like to shove a stake up that bastard's ass."Adam's lip curled. "Remind me not to piss you off."The demon raised his brow. "Trust that shit, mancy. "
― Jaye Wells , Blue-Blooded Vamp (Sabina Kane, #5)
42 " Ewan played it cool, looking back at Sebastian. "Are their names on the list?"Sebastian didn't miss a beat. "No sir.""But he isn't holding a list," the girl whined.(...) "Is my name of the list?" I teased Sebastian."What list?" he said, deadpan. "Go on back? "
― Jaye Wells , Red-Headed Stepchild (Sabina Kane, #1)
43 " I guess you don't get to watch much TV in Irkalla."He propped his head on one scaly bicep and turned to look at me. "Nah. We stayed busy torturing the souls of the damned and playing hide the hot poker. You know, the usual. "
44 " The point isn't knowing what will happen, it's being aware that everything we do affects the whole. All of us - mages, vampires, humans, and the rest - affect the balance of life.""If you start singing 'Kum Ba Yah' I'm out of here. "
45 " We need more than that. They're got security all over the place.""I can probably get some faeries involved," Vinca offered.Frank snorted. "What are you going to do, blow pollen on them? "
46 " Don't go getting all Oprah on me now, demon. "
47 " When the world stilled again, ominous silence reigned. Scratch that, not silence exactly. The van’s radiator hissed, and someone was groaning. Oh, right. That was me. "
― Jaye Wells , Green-Eyed Demon (Sabina Kane, #3)
48 " Of course cher . A proper southern woman never allows a simple misunderstanding get in the way of hospitality. "
49 " He ran a finger down my cheek. "Time is a commodity right now, Red. Wait too long and it might be too late."I swallowed hard. Went still as my stomach clenched with dread. Hadn't Maisie said almost those exact same words to me in New York when she'd encouraged me to admit my feelings to Ada? "I know."He leaned forward and placed another soft kiss on my lips. When he pulled away, he held my gaze. "Soon, Sabina. "
50 " But fate-that fickle bitch-made a liar out of me. Again. "
― Jaye Wells
51 " You want me to assassinate him.""No, my dear, we want you to infiltrate his organisation, find out his plans, root out his spies, and then kill him. "
52 " She lifted an eyebrow. "Hmm, I wonder why? Wouldn't have to do with a certain sexy hexy, would it?""If you mean the annoying asshole who was here earlier, yes."Vinca and Giguhl traded a glance and then looked at me. "Please," Gighul said. "You're so hot for that mancy you're about to spontaneously combust. "
53 " My eyes shifted to the charred, smoking remains of the Caste vampire who'd taken the right bullet. And fate whispered in my ear, "Who's the bitch now? "
54 " Wow,” I said, brilliant as always.He chuckled. “Understatement of the millennium."(Sabina/Adam) "
55 " Debriefings were always framed as closure, but sometimes they felt like ritualized reopening of wounds. Having to stand in front of someone with the power to steal your badge and defend the choices you made in the line of fire felt like its own sort of hell. Not the watery hell of that lake with the monster and the madman, but a hell lorded over by the demons Would Have, Could Have, and Should have. "
― Jaye Wells , Cursed Moon (Prospero's War, #2)
56 " I didn't think about what I was doing. Didn't try to rationalize it. Didn't second-guess. I just raised my lips to his and allowed my kiss to tell him what I was feeling. And when his hands gripped my arms and he returned the kiss with a fierceness that should have scared me, I didn't pull away. Adam and I had kissed before. Passionate kisses that left both of us wanting more. But this kiss wasn't a lusty tangle of tongues and lips like the others. Instead, it was an unfurling of emotions denied for too long. And for the first time, being in Adam's arms didn't spark the fear that normally made me want to run what he offered. "
57 " It--it was an accident," I said."Sometimes accidents are merely manifestations of wishes long denied. "
58 " You’re only as sick as your secrets.” —Recovery program saying "
59 " But men who dress as goats and gallivant through sex riots playing flutes tend not to be the most logical people. "
60 " shit, I thought. This guy sounded like some freaky mortal televangelist. "