"You," he purred, "are a HILF.""A what?""A Horseman I'd like to fuck."
- Larissa Ione
"Oh really I was just thinking about how great a gold filigree necklace and teardrop earrings would look on me, and at seventy five ninety nine plus shipping , its a freaking ,steal. But damn , I misse..."
"Better would be good. Because if she felt a little less like she’d been run over by a truck, she could jump on Dr. Hottie."
"Okay, boys.” Pestilence's grating voice rang out. “Kill the human and the mutt, and let's get this Apocalypse started!"
"She narrowed her eyes and concentrated on his mouth. Name. He wanted her name. She had to think about it for a second before she remembered. Great. She must have hit her head. Which, duh, explained th..."
"Yep, ouch. He and apologies didn’t get along. "
"Who’d have thought your screwball brother could have gone so serial-killer fucktwat insane?"
"Man who hates cats is insecure, but a man who likes them is one worth keeping. If he can appreciate a cat, he can appreciate a strong, independent woman."
"he stretched out beside her, uncomfortably close, as if they were lovers. Real lovers and not the most mismatched pair of fuck buddies ever."
"Raynor slapped her so hard her teeth rattled and eyes stung, but she refused to react except to say saucily,"You must have heard how I like foreplay.""I hope you like it a lot, because with your mouth..."