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Rachel Caine Quotes: 42
Glass HousesDamn, Claire. Warn a guy before you do a face-plant on the floor next time. I could have looked all heroic and caught you or something -Shane
Midnight AlleyPerv."He pointed to himself. "Male and eighteen. What's your point?
Feast of FoolsI'm gonna kill him,"Eve said, or at least that was what it sounded like filtered through the pillow.Stake him right in the heart, shove garlic up his ass, and-and-"And what?"(Michael)When did you get home?"Claire demanded.Apparently just in time to hear my funeral plans. I especially like the garlic up the ass. It's...different.
The Dead Girls' DanceWant to play baseball?’” she asked. Shane’s eyes opened, and he stopped stroking her hair. “What?’” “First base,’” she said. “You’re already there.’” “I’m not running the bases.’” “Well, you could at least steal second.’” “Jeez, Claire. I used to distract myself with sports stats at times like these, but now you’ve gone and ruined it.
Glass HousesScoot over, man. I don't like you that much." "Dick. That's not what you said last night." "Bite me.
The Dead Girls' DanceBoys. I'd turn gay if they weren't so sexy.
Feast of FoolsCrap, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" "I'm thinking we have about fifteen vampires and no blood,"Claire said. "Is that it?" "No, I was thinking we're out of chips. Of course that's what I was thinking.
Glass HousesRun first,' Shane said. 'Mourn later.'It was the perfect motto for Morganville.
Midnight AlleyBut that quickly faded, and he frowned. "You're bleeding,"he said. "What happened?"Claire sighed and held up her wrist to show him the bandage. "Man, you would be so embarrassed if I said it was something else."Michael looked blank. "I'm a girl, Michael, it could have been all natural, you know. Tampons?
Feast of FoolsThat's brain tissue. How can you-?"Claire shut her mouth, fast. "Never mind. I don't think I wanna know." "Truly, I think that's best. Please take it."He showed his teeth briefly in a very unsettling grin. "I'm giving you a piece of my mind." "I so wish you hadn't said that.
Glass HousesYou're still here. No beer. I'm not corrupting a minor." "But you're a minor,"she pointed out. "At least for beer." "Yeah, and by the way, how much does it suck that I'm an adult if I kill somebody, and I'm not if I want a beer?
Kiss of DeathMy dad used to say that life's a journey, but somebody screwed up and lost the map.
Feast of FoolsJealous?" "Maybe." "No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.
Feast of FoolsBishop was all done with the witty converstaion. 'Will you swear?'And Myrnin said, shockingly, 'I will.' And he proceeded to, a string of swearwords that made Claire blink. He ended with, '—frothy fool-born apple-john! Cheater of vandals and defiler of dead dogs!' and did another twirl and bow. He looked up with a red, red grin that was more like a leer. 'Is that what you meant, my lord?
Lord of MisruleThe door banged open, and Eve rushed out, flushed and mussed and still buttoning her shirt. 'It's not what you think,' she said. 'It was just—oh, okay, whatever, it was exactly what you think. Now, what?
Lord of MisruleIn this whole screwed-up town, you're the only thing that's always been right to me,"he whispered. "I love you, Claire."She saw something that might have been just a flash of panic go across his expression, but then he steadied again. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I do. I love you.
Shane looked…pale. Pale and shaken and—how predictable was this?—pissed.
Feast of Fools[Myrnin to Claire about their costumes of Pierrot and Harlequin, respectively]"Don't they teach you anything in your schools?" "Not about this." "Pity. I suppose that's what comes of your main education flowing from Google.
Glass HousesThat's kind of a leap, but the Russian judge gave you a nine point five for style, so okay.
Ghost TownYou humans, always eating. I'll make you soup. You can eat it while you keep working."Myrnin set aside his book and walked into the back of the lab."Don't use the same beaker you used for poisons!"Claire yelled after him. He waved a pale hand. "I mean it!
Ghost TownHe's not doing anything he shouldn't be doing, right?" "Like what?" "Like hitting on you." "Ew. No, of course not. He doesn't see me that way."Michael shook his head and went back to his coffee."What? You think he does?" "Sometimes he looks at you a little... oddly, that's all. Maybe you're right. Maybe he just wants you for your blood." "Again, Ew! What's with you this morning?" "Not enough coffee.
Kiss of DeathShane dragged Eve's suitcase into the room and dumped it on the floor beside her bed. “Hey, Dark Princess? Here’s your crap. Also, bite me.
Ghost TownYou okay?" "Fine." "Your heart's beating really fast." "Gee, thanks. That's very comforting that you can hear it."He smiled, and it was the old Michael, the one she'd first met before all the vamp stuff."Yeah, I know it is. Sorry. Just stay behind me if there's trouble." "You sound like Shane." "Well, he did say he'd kill me if I got you hurt. I'm just looking after my own neck." "Liar.
Bite ClubYou'd be surprised what people will do for money that they wouldn't do forlove.Myrnin.
Ghost TownShe can go with us to the lab and keep Myrnin pinned down while we pull the plug, if he's not... you know, better." "Define BETTER with that guy." "Not all fangs and raaaaar.
Ghost TownHere,"Myrnin said, his voice still gentle and low. "Amelie said you had to work. No one said you had to work alone."He picked up the next part and slotted it in, took the screwdriver from Claire's numbed fingers, and fastened it with a couple of deft, fast movements. "I'll be your hands."She wanted to cry, because it was so sweet, but it wouldn't do any good.
Fade OutMe neither,” Shane put in. “Homie don’t play that.”“I wonder, sometimes, if your generation speaks English at all,” Amelie said.
Last BreathYou're kidding,"Shane said. "Do you think I want to visit Crazy McTeeth in his lair of insanity?" "No,"Claire said, "but I'm pretty sure you won't like it if I go alone when I just kind of promised to be with you. So...?" "Right. I've been missing Nutty McFang anyway." "Stop making up names for him." "What about Count Crackula?" "Just stop.
Fade OutSure,” she said, and hugged the laptop bag closer. “What could go wrong?”Michael’s eyes flashed to meet hers in the rearview mirror.Besides everything, I mean,” she said.
Don't run I never liked fast food
Ghost TownOliver laughed - actually laughed."I like this new Claire,"he said. "You should work her this hard all the time, Myrnin. She's interesting when she's forthright."Claire, possessed by the spirit of Eve, shot him the finger. Which made him laugh again, shake his head, and walk up the steps.
Ghost TownMyrnin turned away to pick up his Ben Franklin spectacles, balanced them on his nose, and looked over them to say, "Don't do drugs. I feel I ought to say that.
Fade OutClaire was struggling through last summer’s diary volume when Myrnin popped in through the portal, wearing a big floppy black hat and a kind of crazy/stylish pimp coat that covered him from neck to ankles, black leather gloves, and a black and silver walking stick with a dragon’s head on it. And, on his lapel was a button that said, If you can read this, thank a teacher.
Last BreathShut up!"Eve yelled from somewhere upstairs. "Jackass!" "You know, when people say that, I just hear the word awesome,
Feast of FoolsMaybe I should, I don't know leave? Because this is starting to sound like one of those reality shows I don't want to be in. Maybe you guys want to take turns in the confessional booth.
Ghost TownPromise me, Amelie, that you’ll crucify me with silver before you allow me to fall in love.”“I hardly think there’s any chance of that,” Amelie said. "I doubt you have the capacity.
Ghost TownSee?"she heard Shane yell at the kitchen. "She doesn't stomp around like a cattle stampede!" "Bite me, Collins! No bacon for you, either!
Ghost TownBite me, Goth princess,” Shane called from the back. “Not literally or anything.”“Maybe you should say that to Michael.”“Not funny, Eve,” Michael said.Eve raised her eyebrows and held her fingers up, measuring off about an inch. “Little bit,” she said.
Ghost TownHe started to touch the mechanism under the keyboard, then pulled his hand back with a snap."Ah,"he said. "Must deactivate the security....Turn around, please." "What?" "Turn around, Claire. It's a secure password!" "You have GOT to be kidding." "Why ever would I joke about that? Please turn.
Last BreathDoes it hurt?”He bent his head and lightly kissed her forehead. “Only when I laugh.”“I’ll try not to be funny.”“Epic fail, beautiful.
Last BreathNo,” Shane said. “I’m not leaving you two here alone. We stick together.”“I’m still not kissing you,” Michael said.“Tease.
Glass HousesNow,"said Brandons low, cold voice. "Lets not be rude eve.