Quotes by Erin Kellison

Cam himself, was faetouched. And the love of Cams life, Ellie? She was all human, just in two parts - body and shadow.

Red light flickered behind her closed eyelids, and when she opened them, she discovered that they were surrounded by flames. Let it burn.... His sleek brow wrinkled, and he shook his head. Poor man looked conflicted, which was an interesting expression on a nightmare. Your city is on fire. She smiled languidly. Aint it grand?

Even dead he wont let me go! Third times the charm.

Hes a nightmare, she said. I can be, too. Rook answered, his red eyes glowing. Just try me.

His dads eyes were getting darker. How bad is it really? Very bad. Too many fronts to fight. Bur for starters... That big storm out east? Jordan and Rook had gone to investigate... Thats the Sandman in the waking world. His dad frowned deeply. He shook his head and shrugged. I dont know what that means. Yeah, well... Neither do we.

There is no reason for any of this if we dont survive. Vince reached out and ran a hand through her long hair. Ah, love. Thats where youre wrong. As long as we do what were meant to do, it doesnt really matter if we survive or not.

You cant bluff your way past everyone.You mean about filleting that guy? Sera returned.Who said I was bluffing?

The Sandman is rising.Itd been the only thing Coll had said before delirium had taken him again.The Sandman. Rising.

No one could blame her if she was running a little low on the sugar and spice and everything nice.

Maisie stepped out and moved as if there were gravity. Are you coming or what?Rook nodded and hefted Steve with him. You should consider counseling.For what?Your God complex.

Sleep, he commanded. You need to rest after being jumped.You could jump me.

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.

Fucking unicorns wouldnt be hard to chase, as theyd probably stay in roughly the same spot while they, you know, fuck.

Has anyone else here seen or fought a nightmare?Marshal Spence Neumann lifted his head. Seen one. Swear to God it looked like my ex-wife for a second.A chuckle rumbled within the group. Someone mumbled, She was a nightmare.

Everyone knew the Hans Christian Andersen fairytale about the Sandman and how he brought sweet dreams to sleepers. An early, now-defunct Reve company had even used him as their mascot. But thats all the Sandman had been - a mascot. A little grinning elf holding an hourglass.

Laughter gurgled up from inside her. Shed just mugged a mugger. Look out, world.

Kiss me good.Jordan went on tiptoe and kissed him with everything she had. His mouth mashed against hers just as greedily, tongues tangling, hearts beating wildly against each other. The embrace of his arms tightened, and he lifted her. She didnt need a stupid floor with him near. Together they could fly.Bow chicks wow wow, said another voice.

The nightmare was shaped like a goddess - a beauty with a body curved to incite reckless sinning. She wore an angry pout that he knew would burn his mouth. She had hair like snow and eyes as cold and fathomless as the deepest reaches of space. How like a nightmare to seduce and terrify at the same time.

Tonight was about fathers. Vince was going to kill hers for murdering his.

...now the whole fucking world is different.Its about to get worse, Steve said.Then Ill call for food, Vincent said. Mirren, this might be our last meal. Any preferences?