#rachel

It's bad enough I have to be trapped in a car with you children. You'll do your best not to act like children. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#morganville-vampires #oliver #rachel-caine #road-trip #traveling

I hate traveling with amateurs. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#morganville-vampires #oliver #packing #rachel-caine #travel

Damn. That was stupid, wasn't it? We nearly got killed over ice cream. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#kiss-of-death #michael-glass #morganville-vampires #rachel-caine #death

You're just Little Miss Optimist, aren't you? Do you come with accessories, like a glass half full and lemons to make into lemonade, too? ↗

— Rachel Caine

#humor #kiss-of-death #morganville-vampires #optimism #rachel-caine

Wake me for the massacre, okay? Don't want to miss it. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#humor #kiss-of-death #morganville-vampires #rachel-caine #death

That's why I want you there, he said. You're unpredictable, and that can be the difference between success and failure. Most people make decisions in anger, fear, love, or obligation. You make decisions to irritate people. ↗

— Kim Harrison

#the-hollows #trent #anger

When you are in a relationship, you are aware that it might end. You might grow apart, find someone else, simply fall out of love. But a friendship isn't a zero-sum game, and as such, you assume that it will last forever, especially an old friendship. You take its permanence for grandted, whuch might be the very thing so dear about it. ↗

— Emily Giffin

#rachel #friendship

You are so lucky I'm too tired to murder you right now. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#bite-club #eve-rosser #morganville-vampires #rachel-caine #anger

Stay for me. Stay with me. There will never be anyone else. Not in my bed. Not in my life. And not in my heart. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#faythe #love #marc #rachel-vincent #shifters

Money in hand, I glanced up to find Glenn eyeing a rack of stuffed rats. As the salesman rang up my purchase, Glenn leaned close and, still staring at the rats, whispered, “What are those used for?” “I have no idea.” I got my receipt and jammed everything in my bag… Glenn surprised me by opening the car door for me, and as I settled in the seat, he leaned against the frame of the open window. “I’ll be right back,” he said, and strode inside. He was out in a moment with a small white bag. I watched him cross in front of the car—wondering. Timing himself between the traffic, he opened the door and slid in behind the wheel. “Well?” I asked as he set the package between us. “What did you get?” Glenn started the car and pulled out into traffic. “A stuffed rat.” “Oh,” I said, surprised. What the devil was he going to do with it? Even I didn’t know what it was for. I was dying to ask all the way to the FIB building but managed to keep my mouth shut even as we slipped into the cold shade of their underground parking. ↗

— Kim Harrison

#money