#oliver

Are you armed?" Oliver asked her. She glanced down at her backpack and instantly, instinctively held back. "No." "Lie to me again and I'll put you out on the street and do this myself." Claire swallowed. "Uh, yeah." "With what?" "Silver-coated stakes, wooden stakes, a crossbow, about ten bolts . . . oh, and a squirt gun with some silver-nitrate solution." He smiled grimly at the dark windshield. "What, no grenade launchers?" "Would they work?" "I choose not to comment. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#oliver #guns

I listen to music mostly in the evening. I've come to love what is called world music, like the Zimbabwean Oliver Mtukudzi and the Colombian singer Marta Gomez. I also love the Irish folk singer Mary Black. Other favorites include Chet Baker, Eva Cassidy, and Billie Holiday. ↗

— Jeannette Walls

#baker #billie #billie holiday #black #called

I have mainly come from a theatre background, I did 'Oliver' here I played the Artful Dodger and I did 'The Sound of Music.' ↗

— Ben Nicholas

#background #come #did #dodger #here

She wanted to lunge over and kiss him. Well, ew, not really, maybe a hug. Or a hanshake. Claire about Oliver ↗

— Rachel Caine

#oliver #ghost

She stares at me for a moment, and then she bursts out laughing. “You haven’t seen his perfect little wife and his perfect little girls. Believe me, Oliver, I’m not the great love of his life, the one he’ll never forget.” “You are to me,” I say. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#oliver #life

Were ya really tryin' to stab that demon in the ass?” Riley groaned. “No, I was aiming for its leg, and it moved. I looked like a total dork.” Not to me. ↗

— Jana Oliver

#denver-beck #jana-oliver #riley-blackthorne #ya

What did ya learn from this dumbass stunt?” Here's where she was supposed to apologize, promise to be a good little girl and never do anything like this again. Screw that. Riley locked eyes with him. “I learned that the Holy Water better be fresh, that I need practice throwing the spheres, and that someone has to watch my back so asshats don't steal my demons. ↗

— Jana Oliver

#denver-beck #jana-oliver #riley-blackthorne #ya

As Beck drove out of the garage, he gave the parking attendants a big toothy smile and a wave. “There's some snow on the fifth level. Thought ya might like to know. Y'all have a nice day, now!” he called out. No wonder Dad liked working with you. ↗

— Jana Oliver

#denver-beck #jana-oliver #riley-blackthorne #ya

Beck must have seen how frightened she was because his expression softened. He leaned close, and whispered, “Do ya trust me, Riley?” Tears built in her eyes. “Yes,” she whispered, trembling in fear. Always. “Then it'll be all right,” he replied. Beck gently placed a kiss on her forehead. ↗

— Jana Oliver

#denver-beck #jana-oliver #riley-blackthorne #ya

Everywhere he touches is fire. My whole body is burning up, the two of us becoming twin points of the same bright white flame. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#burning-up #delirium #fire #lauren-oliver #lena-holloway