Chloe Neill Quotes

Rising tides lift all boats,

And so it began, I thought, the first wave of a revolution against oppression, fought with corn syrup and chocolate.

Magic is overrated. Courage is what matters.

Do you want to be with a man who has to be convinced to be with you?

Oh nookie in the stacks.Figures you're the type to have that fantasy, grad school and all.

Don't let my youthful good looks confuse you. I now have two lifetimes of experience

They'll respect deeds, Ethan, not words.

Why, Sullivan, I think I just kicked your ass.

I don't want anything from you."
"Liar," he accused, and lowered his mouth to mine.

Sometimes a girl needed breakfast that didn't involve flax or wheatgrass or organic free-range cruelty-free whole grains.

Ethan could be frustrating at times. Infuriating at others. But there was no doubt he was a Master among men.

I was impressed that she looked so good on so little sleep. I'd have looked like a plague victim on a bad hair day.

Ethan: You can run. You can keep running to the ends of the earth. But I won't be far behind you. No. I will never be far behind you.

Girl, you're a vampire. This day and age, everything you do is a felony.

No one said love was easy, Sentinel.
-Ethan

Merit: I am yours until you ban bacon, or otherwise as long as I can put up with you.

Irresistible force. Immovable object. Choose the one you want to be, and do it.

Be grateful for your immorality, but do not deny them the honor of their mortality.

Popularity invites criticism, fuels jealousy. It is, for better or worse, human nature.

Imagine a landscape of nothing but astrology references and naughty limericks. That's what you're going to reduce me to.

If you use the word 'halt,' I will hit you." "Not halt," he breathlessly said. "Upstairs. Now.

BE IT EVER SO HUMBLE ... UNLESS YOU'RE IMMORTAL AND UNDERSTAND COMPOUND INTEREST

You are mine, Merit.

I am a man of many talents." I grinned, arranged my plate on the raised surface. "And apparently some of them don't require nudity." "Har-har.

Tall, dark and handsome was hot. Tall, dark, and handsome with a nestled kitten? Atomic.

How to lie without lying? Avoid answering the question.

Late-night prejudice was apparently exhausting.

Oh , I do like you Merit.I like your ...Moxie.

Diamonds are forever. Magic not so much.

You'll be wearing nothing but your Cadogan medal and a smile, Sentinel."
"Is that a prediction?"
"It's a promise.

The man was walking power and confidence, and he was all mine. "Seriously," Lindsey whispered, "well done." "I know, right?

I reject the notion I am capable of doing anything 'not well' ~ Ethan

My spreadsheets bring all the girls to the yard. Hi, Merit.

You're so immature." "Blue hair. That's all I'm saying." "Bite me, dead girl." I showed fang and winked at her. "Don't tempt me, witch.

I had to fight the urge to turn on him and level my sword at the shrunken black nugget of his heart.

Like an angel of justice taking them down with his giant sword of righteousness?"
"That sounds like the tagline for a bad porn flick.

But I'll admit that he's kind of offensively delicious"
"Like salt and vinegar potato chips"
"Exactly

Have I ever waxed poetic about the glory that is the fuzzy-chested vampire wearing nothing but cowboy boots?

Sullivan may have a heart of coal, but I bet he looks really good in orange. And stripes. Rawr. - Lindsey

Aw, sad face. I came up with that totally off the cuff. No props for off the cuff?

I swear to God, the sups in this city could have their own reality show.

I'm going to change clothes." Ethan lay down on the bed, one arm behind his head, ankles crossed. "All right," he said. "I'm ready." "Dirty. Old. Man.

Why did everyone keep demanding "evidence" and "facts"? I swear, cop and courtroom dramas were ruining the good name of gut instinct.

Of course I have a sly plan. I am a Merit, after all.

I mean, who does that? Who touches someone's hair and pronounces they have magic?"
"Darth Sullivan."
"Darth goddamned Sullivan.

I never start trouble, I assured him. It just usually seemed to pop up in my vicinity.

I'm a reader, not a fighter.

The best revenge is a life well lived.

Sometimes hanging out in pajamas with a good book sounded like a phenomenal idea.

Chapter Four : The things that go bump in the night ... are probably registered voters in Cook County

Where was a boom box when you needed one?

Write down the things you wish to remember, and keep those records close. Secured. It's surprising how much you forget as the years go on.

Pec-tacle?
You know, like spectacle but with more dude nipples.

You give me thirty-two inches of folded steel and I'll take on anyone you want.
Merit

Take that back to the GP, Mr. Cabot. And should the urge arise, feel free to tell them to fuck off.

You need to stop flirting with me Shepherd or we're never going to get anything done.

Do you like being teased?" I whispered.
"I enjoy previews," he said, the words confident, but his voice rough with arousal.
-Merit and Ethan

There is always light," Morgan said quietly. "The star are always shining, even if we can't see them.

The thumbs have been pricked, at least proverbially.

Give me something to go on, here. What kind of black magic are we talking? Elphaba,Wicked Witch of the West-type stuff or Slytherin-type stuff?

Every time I breathe, I breathe for you. Every time I speak, I speak for you. And every time I howl, I howl for you.

If you're going to yell at me, do it in English, please. I'd like to understand the insult so I can frame an appropriately pithy response.

The juice was delicious, with the fresh bite and lingering umami of freshly squeezed oranges.

WHAT THE WORLD NEEDS NOW . . . IS A WINEGLASS OF UNUSUAL SIZE T

Sweet and geeky Jeff, lover of games, knew how to move.

memories are the most powerful chains,

So that you don't forget the world isn't black or white," he said. "It's grey and someone tells you otherwise, they're lying".

Words have power? That sounds like you're into some Harry Potter juju.

Because we fear a zombie apocalypse? And we hope they're color-blind?

I'm glad to know you have a sense of humor." "I'm a vampire, not a zombie." "Good to know.

You're my world," he said, putting down the glass. "You're mine to protect.

I am a vampire sex warrior, I thought, with much satisfaction.

You look ho-ot. Sure you don't wanna drop this vampire business and join the Pack? We've got better ... insurance.

If 'just' is all you can give me now, then 'just' is what we'll do.

I walked inside and paused for a moment to breathe in the scent of paper and dust - the perfumes of knowledge.

You are the vampire, Merit, now and forever. But sometimes the mind needs a chance to catch up with the genetics.

Family. Couldn't live with them, couldn't run a stake through them.

And that," she said, putting the shaker back on the bar, "is how vampires make rainbows." - Lindsey

Food that good deserved undisturbed digestion

It was a spell, thrown by Sebastian Born. Pretty fce, evil disposition.

You are heart and recklessness and fire. The drama just came along for the ride.

It was so easy to have opinions, and so much harder to actually do things.

I knew the point wasn't the victory, but pulling yourself together and crawling your way back. That was life.

Are we ready?"
"You have your dagger?"
"I rarely leave home without it."
"Then to the Batcave, Sentinel.

Gabe clucked his tongue. "He's probably not the only one," he said, glancing at me. "Trouble does seem to find you, Kitten.

The Lark Ascending";

Phones on, and stay alert," Luc said. "And tell Jonah we said hello." "Lucas," Ethan politely said, "kiss my ass.

There's a reason they call it hopelessly romantic.

And not rationally romantic?

Well-developed-thoughtly romantic.

Give me a break, I'm trying to Gratefully Condescend.

He looked over at me. "You're a kid yourself."
"Vampire since April," I said.
"Good transition?"
"It's had its moments," I said.

But night came again, because night, like death and taxes, was inevitable.

Ditto, Ethan said, a surprising amount of venom in his voice. I bit back a proud smile; he seemed to be adopting a little of my snark.

First get the facts. Then you can distort them all you want. - Mark Twain

Friends in high places definitely helped- especially if you had enemies in even higher spots.

Given how I feel right now, I can only assume that my giving you the same bullshit platitudes earlier didn't help you, either.

Are you ready for this, Sentinel?

That guy," Lindsey said, "is a douche. Asterisk, I hate him. Footnote, he can suck it.

Jeff, I have a problem."
"I'm glad you've finally realized I'm your answer, Merit.

For now, with his emerald eyes locked on mine, where I was going didn't seem so scary.

The world has a lot to offer. There's a lot to explore. I like to take advantage of that.