Quotes by Katherine McIntyre

Ignore the reek of feces in the air, the bloodstains on the ground, and you have yourself a glorious night.

The Cottage Diner’s homey lights glowed onto black asphalt which just sucked up the beams to spit out more shadows.

Sorry, one night stands dont stack up as credentials for tending bar.

Whatever crimes this man had committed, they werent as egregious as his inflated self-image.

Go figure, that happened to be his same style of flirtation as well—annoy her half to death until, before she could stop herself, she confessed her deep darks and bonded with him to a degree she never had before.

We’d never talked about his parents, like he was some underwater Peter Pan.

Sierra couldn’t afford complications, not in her position, but the way he flirted with her and teased had amped her touch hunger to a deafening roar.

The rest of them looked proper when they did it, but somehow Edward made even this gesture appear like in seconds hed rip off her corset and do away with her skirt.

For a long time, Conor had known his father and Liam followed a stricter-than-average code, that their hate shone a little brighter than most, but until today, he’d never seen so clearly what fools they were and how blinded they’d become in their intolerance.

Like a firework, a person’s life flashed brightest right before expiration.

Guilt chilled me more than all of this rain combined.

No monster would hold the hurt I see in your eyes or carry the guilt you do every day.

The shadows along the streets were personal, and, every passing day, they seemed to grow longer and hungrier

When honor and glory get your squad killed and your brothers-in-arms shoved under the rug, you stop believing in the terms.

You heard Alanna. Someone’s got to be on you at all times.” His dark eyes glinted with a hot sort of mischief, his double entendre clear as day.

He leveled his gaze on her—the intensity there whispering promises she couldn’t fathom—and she shivered.

Mislabeled the sign,” a cocky voice called from the door. “Should read ‘Doggie Daycare’ with the number of pups packed into this place.

They shot one of ours.” The lines deepened around his grey eyes. “I’d waste the whole army for spilling a drop of my crew’s blood.

Why don’t we keep that secret? Hunters will lose their reputations if we’re seen saving puppies and painting flowers.

The water glittered under the moon’s careful watch, and, in the distance, steeples cut stark black silhouettes into the landscape of the distant city.