Quotes by Kelley Armstrong

Yeah, I worry what will happen when we stop running. When we go back to school. When she meets other boys. Boys who don’t argue and snap at her. Boys who don’t obsessively worry about her. Boys that could take her to a movie and stay right until the end, not have to leave halfway through because he started turning into a wolf. But she wouldn’t pick up some random guy in the mall. Ever.So why was I over-reacting? I don’t know. I saw the guy and something ignited in my brain, a flash-fire that burned away reason and common sense. If Simon hadn’t stopped me, I’d have made an idiot of myself and called attention to us. Worse, I’d have embarrassed Chloe. I was over-protective enough as it was. Frothing at the mouth because a guy talked to her? Really not going help us get to that next anniversary.

It reminded me of what Dad said after every snail’s crawl home fromAlbany when snow hit.“It’s New York, people. It’s winter. We get snow. If you aren’t preparedto deal with it, move to Miami.

On that walk around the building, two sets of cops coming out stopped to tell our guys to hustle us inside so they could head back out on the road. Accidents everywhere. A pileup oneach of two major roads. “Welcome to winter,” one said. “When fifty percent of drivers should have their licenses temporarily suspended.

Chloe. Always Chloe with him and his brother. I know I sound like a whiny brat when I complain, but I think I have a good reason. I’d just discovered that I was a witch and my mother was a bitch—the murderous kind. I was now on the run with three kids who didn’t want me along.No matter how hard I tried to keep up and help out, the guys only cared about Chloe. If I ran in front of this bus to push her to safety, they’d race to her side to see if she was okay. Probably give me crap for bruising her when I shoved her out of the way.

The door slapped shut, sound echoing as Derek marched across the yard, dead on target.I looked around, desperate for an escape route, but there was none. Go forward and deal with Derek, or run back toward Simon and have to deal with both of them. I kept wa

I stopped short and sighed as Derek stepped up behind me, arms sliding around my waist. I leaned back against him and rel

Is that a no? I said. No. I mean.. He struggled for the smile again. Im just waiting for the punch line. Something about making it date so I need to pay. Or you expecting flowers. Or.. He trailed off.There isnt a punch line, I said.I rose onto my knees and inched over, in front of him. Then I stopped about a foot away.No punch line, Daniel, I said. Im asking if youll go out with me.He didnt answer. Just reched out, his hand sliding between my hair and face, pulling me toward him and..And he kissed me.His lips touched mine, tentatively, still unsure, and I eased closer, my arms going around his neck. He kissed me for real then, a long kiss that I felt in the bottom of my soul, a click, some deep part of me saying, Yes, this is it.Even when the kiss broke off, it didnt end. It was like coming to the surface for a quick gasp of air, then plunging back down again, finding that sweet spot again, and holding onto it for as long as we could. Finally it tapered off, and we were lying on the picnic blanket, side by side, his hand on my hip, kissing slower now, with more breaks for air. until I said, We should have done that sooner.He smiled, a lazy half smile, and he just looked at me for a moment, our gazes locked, lying there in drowsy happiness, before he said, I think nows just fine. And he kissed me again, slower and softer now, as we rested there, eyes half closed.So, about Saturday, did you ask me? he said after a minute, Because Im pretty sure that means yore paying.Nope. You were imaging it. Considering how you eat, the meal bill is all yours. But I will spring for the movie. And bring you flowers.He chuckled. Will you?Yep, a dozen pink roses, which youll have to carry all night or risk offending me.And what happens if I offend you?You dont get any more of this.I leaned in and kissed him again. And we stayed out there, on the blanket, as the sun fell, talking and kissing mostly, just being together. We had a long road ahead of us, and I knew it wasnt going to be easy. But I had everything I wanted-everything I needed-and Id get through it just fine. We all would.

Id seriously contemplated a real collar - a sparkly green one - if only because I was sure it would offend his dignity.

Antonio-Just in time, Pete. Five more minutes of reading this and shed have been in a coma.Peter-Are we such bad company that youd rather hide out in here reading that old thing?

He wet a paper towel, and took my chin, lifting and wiping my

Demons are a very human creation. You look for ways to explain evil, and instead of seeing it in yourselves, you offload the responsibility onto monsters. The monstrous exists in the mirror, not in the sulfurous depths of some fantasy world.

Everyone is the sum total of past experiences. A character doesnt just spring to life at age thirty.

“Remembering. Forgetting. Im not sure which is worse.”