Erin Kellison Quotes - Page 2

Vampires aren’t noble?”t“No. We serve or we prey.”t“Like monks?”tHe frowned, confused, and then gave a soft chuckle. “Prey, as in hunt. No God would hear our prayers.

The man was married to a half-fae, half-human woman, a banshee, who'd' just delivered twins. It was a wonder his hair wasn't completely prematurely white.

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.

This was the stuff of novels with -- yeah -- men like him on the cover.

He was interested in the shadow herself - how her mind worked, what motivated her, her essence, how she came to be. It was a fascinating phenomenon.

King shrugged and looked back at Harlen. "Please tell me you have a plan. Because my baby girl really likes to color with me.

She went on tiptoe and pecked his cheek with a kiss. Daring of her, she knew.tHis green eyes went dragon-gold and sharp, the bones of his forehead morphing slightly to suggest the crowned brow of the dragon inside. At least he was smiling, though it was the kind of greedy grin that would send most people running in the opposite direction.tNot her.t"Let's just get this over with," she said.t"Yes." His voice had gone rumbly. "And then on to something else.

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.

He took a deep breath. "I'm a dragon, Samantha."t"Oh, my God."tHis lips twitched. "Even when I look like a man."t"A dragon," she repeated.t"Yes.

Fucking unicorns wouldn't be hard to chase, as they'd probably stay in roughly the same spot while they, you know, fuck.

He gaped at her. "You want me to wear it?"t"Yes. That's what a chain of diamond is for....Wear it. Wear it all the time, even when you sleep. I need you to wear it. I got it for you."t"You've had it for twenty years." At least.t"I was trying it on.

Fire is fire," Matthew said. "It burns.

Why do you even have jewelry?" she asked. "You don't wear any."t"It seems I acquired it for you.

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.