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1 " So, Azalee—” When he turned to her, she stared daggers back—almost as though she had read his mind. Can Chertzes do that? he wondered in a wild moment of panic.

“What?” bit Azalee when he didn’t continue.

Mighty Zeus, could he go five minutes without offending a woman? "

― Deidre Huesmann , Blistered

2 " A dark voice within warned him to stop, but Aaron brushed it off. He flashed Holden a patronizing smile. “All right, then. Why not here? I have no problem giving you a fair fight, considering our history.”

Slowly Holden relaxed his arms. There was a dark glimpse of metal, and then he took quick aim with his right hand. The short, lonely barrel of a gun stared Aaron in the eye. Even in his surprised state, Aaron could see what he was up against. An innocuous-looking Remington 1911, its wood-grip base outdated in style, but its precision and reliability lauded throughout the years.

“Considering our history,” Holden said through his teeth, “I have no interest in fair. "

― Deidre Huesmann , Call of the Lycan (Secrets of the Sequoia #3)

3 " Forgiving someone only absolves you from holding them accountable. When that person has not truly met that accountability, it is a weakness on your end, Miss Rachael. To forgive when they are unrepentant only relieves you of that responsibility. "

― Deidre Huesmann , Secrets in the Fade (Secrets of the Sequoia #2)

4 " What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing in silent mirth. "

― Deidre Huesmann , Howl of the Sequoia (Secrets of the Sequoia #1)

5 " She swung around, her hair flying about her like wildfire. Fire. The fireplace.

She reached in with all the power Todd had taught her ti exercise and grasped as much as she could. She imagined gasoline spilling onto the logs, leaving trails of burning kerosene around the room. In her mind bright orange and red exploded in dazzling sparks. The oxygen seemed to thicken and swell around her.

Then the entire room was alight with flame. "

― Deidre Huesmann , First Spell: Book 1 of the Bayou Witches

6 " She swung around, her hair flying about her like wildfire. Fire. The fireplace.

She reached in with all the power Todd had taught her to exercise and grasped as much as she could. She imagined gasoline spilling onto the logs, leaving trails of burning kerosene around the room. In her mind bright orange and red exploded in dazzling sparks. The oxygen seemed to thicken and swell around her.

Then the entire room was alight with flame. "

― Deidre Huesmann , First Spell: Book 1 of the Bayou Witches

7 " Maya lifted a bony shoulder. “Besides, even if he had messed with the babies, you kind of overshadowed it by killing a pelican.”

“Goose. And I didn’t kill it. "

― Deidre Huesmann , Burning Britely (Burning Britely, #1)

8 " Looks like Quackula got the best of you,” said Jeff.

Braeden snorted. “Something like that.”

“What’d you do to it?” asked Maya.

“Nothing. I thought it was a big duck at first.” Braeden shook his head. “Never saw a goose up close before. Didn’t really think about it until it started hissing.”

Jeff rubbed the spot between his eyebrows. 'How can you grow up near a lake and not tell the difference between a duck and a goose? "

― Deidre Huesmann , Burning Britely (Burning Britely, #1)

9 " Death simply is. It steals your breath and leaves you for another, giving you not a second thought. Like an absent father, like an emotionless lover, Death does not discriminate its victims, neither loving nor hating. And yet those left alive remain, never quite finding the lost pieces of their souls that Death casually snags along the way. "

― Deidre Huesmann , The Witchling and the Huntswoman

10 " It’s okay, Fia,” said Nathan from the end of the hallway. He carried a large bundle of white comforter in his skinny arms and dumped it on the couch. “Aaron sucks at compliments.”

“I am quite adept with compliments,” he said dryly. “But I do not praise bad behavior. "

― Deidre Huesmann , The Alpha's Hostage (Moonlight Wars #1)

11 " Braeden,
I’m in love with you.
I’m sorry.
- Jeff "

― Deidre Huesmann , Burning Britely (Burning Britely, #1)

12 " How old did they tell you I am?” she demanded, hurrying to match his pace.

Joel shook his head. “If my mother ever taught me anything, it was to never question a lady’s age. "

― Deidre Huesmann , Blistered

13 " Rachael stared back at Olivia, discomfort shifting in her bones. The alpha’s eyes raked over her, until Rachael realized she was staring at her shirt. Namely, that it was obviously Aaron’s.

Shit.

“Lovely outfit,” said Olivia with too much calm. “I’ve wondered why I never see you outside.”

Now was the time for a perfect snarky comeback. But while Rachael was far better at those than she had been in high school, at the moment she drew a blank.

Instead she glanced at Aaron and said, “You pay her rent?”

“It seemed the thing to do, although I am seriously reconsidering it,” muttered Aaron. "

― Deidre Huesmann , Pact of the Pack (Moonlight Wars #2)

14 " Aaron’s mouth pulled tight. “You are free to leave anytime.”

As soon as he said them, he regretted the words. Aaron kept his face blank, but the stricken look in her eyes stabbed him with guilt he was becoming more familiar with the longer they were together. Inwardly, Aaron cursed himself.

But he didn’t back down. He couldn’t. An alpha meant what he said in the moment he said it.

Rachael just stared at him for a long few seconds, seemingly unable to process what he’d just done. Then she turned her head and said stiffly, “You can have Holden here or you can have me. Not both. "

― Deidre Huesmann , Call of the Lycan (Secrets of the Sequoia #3)

15 " Jeff gnawed on his tongue. “I’ve always been small for my age. Maya, too.”

Braeden nodded again.

“Made me an easy target. It was a game, I guess. Kids would pick on me, say stupid shit. Try to see who could make me cry.”

“I can’t imagine you crying.”

Heat laced through Jeff’s cheeks. Whatever had made him open up now made him want to shut down. It was ridiculous, admitting weakness, especially now that he was older, so close to being an adult, and no one messed with him anymore.

“Sorry,” said Braeden. “I won’t comment.” He raised a solemn hand. “Scout’s honor.”

“You would’ve been in scouts,” muttered Jeff.

Braeden smiled. "

― Deidre Huesmann , Burning Britely (Burning Britely, #1)