Quotes by Rachel Caine

Jealous?Maybe.No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.

In this whole screwed-up town, youre the only thing thats 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 cant believe Im saying this, but I do. I love you.

Youd be surprised what people will do for money that they wouldnt do forlove.Myrnin.

Promise me you’ll marry me. Not now. Someday. Because I need to know.”Claire felt a flutter inside, like a bird trying to fly, and a rush of heat that made her dizzy. And something else, something fragile as a soap bubble,and just as beautiful. Joy, in the middle of all this horror and heartbreak.“Yes,” she whispered back. “I promise.”And she kissed him, and kissed him, and kissed him, while the sun came up and bathed Morganville in one last, shining day.

Im 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. Its...different.

Boys. Id turn gay if they werent so sexy.

Crap, are you thinking what Im thinking?Im thinking we have about fifteen vampires and no blood, Claire said. Is that it?No, I was thinking were out of chips. Of course thats what I was thinking.

Run first, Shane said. Mourn later.It was the perfect motto for Morganville.

Thats brain tissue. How can you-? Claire shut her mouth, fast. Never mind. I dont think I wanna know.Truly, I think thats best. Please take it. He showed his teeth briefly in a very unsettling grin. Im giving you a piece of my mind.I so wish you hadnt said that.

Youre still here. No beer. Im not corrupting a minor. a minor, she pointed out. At least for beer.Yeah, and by the way, how much does it suck that Im an adult if I kill somebody, and Im not if I want a beer?

My dad used to say that lifes a journey, but somebody screwed up and lost the map.

Bishop 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?

What’s your name? she asked, and surprised herself. But for some reason, she wanted to know.Dean’s brother—he hadn’t been just some nameless Bad Guy Number Four. This vampire wasn’t, either. He had a name, a history, maybe even people who cared what happened to him.My name is none of your business, he said, and continued to stare out the window, even though there was nothing but blurry brick out there.Can I call you None for short?

I like the sound of that, crashing Monicas party, he glanced at Michael, then quickly away. What about you? That break some kind of vampire rules or something?Blow me Shane.Boys, Eve said primly. Language. Minor at the table.Well, Shane said, I wasnt actually planning to do it.Claire rolled her eyes. Not like its the first time Ive heard it. Or said it.You shouldnt say it, Michael said, all seriousness. No, I mean it. Girls should say eat me not blow me. Wouldnt recommend bite me though. Not around here.

[Myrnin to Claire about their costumes of Pierrot and Harlequin, respectively]Dont they teach you anything in your schools?.Pity. I suppose thats what comes of your main education flowing from Google.

She came awake, stomach rumbling, and opened her eyes to see a plate being held right under her nose. When she reached for it, Shane snatched it back. Nuh-uh. Mine.Share! she demanded.Man, you are one grabby girlfriend.She grinned. It always made her feel so fiercly warm inside to hear him say that- the girlfriend part, not the grabby part. If you love me, youll give me a taco.Seriously? Thats all you got? What about youll do sexy, illegal things to me for a taco?Not for a taco, she said. Im not cheap.Theyre brisket tacos.Now youre talking.

Thats kind of a leap, but the Russian judge gave you a nine point five for style, so okay.

You humans, always eating. Ill make you soup. You can eat it while you keep working. Myrnin set aside his book and walked into the back of the lab.Dont use the same beaker you used for poisons! Claire yelled after him. He waved a pale hand. I mean it!

Hes not doing anything he shouldnt be doing, right? Like what?Like hitting on you.Ew. No, of course not. He doesnt 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, thats all. Maybe youre right. Maybe he just wants you for your blood.Again, Ew! Whats with you this morning?Not enough coffee.

Myrnin, who hadnt said much, suddenly reached out and wrapped his arms around her. She stiffened, shocked, and for a panicked second wondered whether hed suddenly decided to snack on her neck... but it was just a hug. His body felt cold against hers, and way too close, but then he let go and stepped back. Youve done very well. Im extremely proud of you, he said. There was a touch of color high in his pale cheeks. Do go home now. And shower. You reek like the dead.Which, coming from a vampire, was pretty rich.