He's got more red flags than Soviet Russia.

— Kresley Cole

He shot to his feet, faced off against her. "No more mercy for ye, Valkyrie." Holding nothing back, he launched a haymaker at her

— Kresley Cole

He's like six hundred years younger than you are. I refuse to be the moral compass of our cell! Most weekends I have an intoxispell bong attached to my mouth like a respirator. I love scatological humor, and I list 'pranks involving nuclear waste' and 'making demons eat things' as my hobbies.

— Kresley Cole

He stalked up behind her to clench her hips, and she stilled. In a breathy voice, she asked, "You're going to make love to me again, aren't you?" In answer, he lifted her onto the counter, tore off her shift, then pressed her naked body back into the blooms.

— Kresley Cole

He swallowed. “Have you no modesty?” Never in his life had he encountered a female so quick to be naked. Of course, he’d never in his life encountered a female who should so utterly be naked at any chance.

— Kresley Cole

Hey! When he dug into it, rifling through her things, she snapped, "Go Yoda someone else's supplies, asshole.

— Kresley Cole

His debtors always assumed he'd demand their firstborn. Like I'm fucking Rumpelstiltskin? What would Bothered do with countless squalling babes? Raise them in a kennel?

— Kresley Cole

His tone dripping condescension, Bothered crooned, “Ah children, it’s not yet story time.” He closed his eyes and turned away, saying over his shoulder, “To anyone who contemplates even nearing me while I sleep: I will garrote you with your own viscera.

— Kresley Cole

Holly's forgiven you?" "Almost mostly. But she still gives me slack about it when she's sick. I take it as a husbandly badge," he said, puffing out his chest. "Sick? You told me she was fully immortal." "Yeah, but she still throws up some, because, well, the thing of it is... Ah, fuck, Restroom, I knocked her up." "You're going to be a father?" Gods help the world. I'm going to be an uncle? "I got Holly, like, on the first shot. Nix is calling me Bull's-eye and the Womb Raider.

— Kresley Cole

I believe in times of adversity there’s a line that is sometimes drawn, a line that separates your old life from you're new. You cross the line, you’ll never be the same.

— Kresley Cole