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“You will not pass!�� Roman thundered.
Great. Now he had decided he was Gandalf.”
― Ilona Andrews, Gunmetal Magic

“Do you have spies in Clan Heavy?��
“I have spies everywhere.��
I looked at Andrea, who was hoarding bacon on her plate.
“She had tea with Mahon’s wife.�� Andrea said.
Aunt B looked at her. “You and I need to work on your air of mystery.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Rises

“Where is the bane of my existence?"
"In the shower, freshening up."
Damn it all to hell. "Oh God, who did Ascanio screw now?"
"No, no, he's covered in blood."
"Oh good." Wait a minute. "The kid is covered in blood and we're relieved. There is something wrong with us.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Gifts

“Andrea turned her back to Desandra and rolled her eyes. Raphael grimaced. They both looked scandalized. Dear God, what could she have said to scandalize a bouda...
“No, really!�� Desandra nodded. “Okay, so most guys don’t have a nice ball sack, right? It looks all hairy and wrinkled like some small animal died between their legs, but Gerardo’s is like two plums in a velvet bag...��
Derek, who’d been lingering in the doorway, took a careful step to the left behind the wall and disappeared from my view.
Kill me, somebody. I raised my hand. “Hold that thought. I need to borrow Andrea for a minute.��
I grabbed her arm and pulled her into the hallway. Behind us Raphael growled, “Don’t leave me!��
Andrea leaned towards me. “Plums.��
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Andrea raised her hands, imitating holding plums the size of small coconuts, and moved them up and down.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Rises

“I turned to the courtyard and waved at Roman and the witch next to him.
"Is that his sister?" Andrea asked me.
"No." I had spoken with both of them. "I'd asked her that. Her name is Alina, she isn't his sister, and she feels deeply sorry for his sisters, because if she had to put up with being in his presence for longer than a day, she would throw herself off the nearest bridge just to end the agony."
"Well," Andrea said. "Glad she cleared that up.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Breaks

“Kate leaned back against her chair. "Where is the bane of my existence?"
"In the shower, freshening up."
"Oh, God, who did Asciano screw now?"
"No, no, he's covered in blood."
"Oh good." She sighed and stopped. "The kid is covered in blood and we're relieved. There is something wrong with us.”
― Ilona Andrews, Gunmetal Magic

“I gave him my Order smile: sweet grin, hard eyes, reached over to my passenger seat, and pulled out my submachine gun. About twenty-seven inches long, the HK was my favorite toy for close-quarters combat. The rider’s eyes went wide.

“This is an HK UMP submachine gun. Renowned for its stopping power and reliability. Cyclic rate of fire: eight hundred rounds per minute. That means I can empty this thirty-round clip into you in less than three seconds. At this range, I’ll cut you in half.�� It wasn’t strictly true but it sounded good. “You see what it says on the barrel?��

On the barrel, pretty white letters spelled out PARTY STARTER.”
― Ilona Andrews, Gunmetal Magic

“So how was it?" she asked. "Kissing Curran?"
"I can't let him kiss me again, because if he does, I'll sleep with him."
Andrea blinked. "Well," she said finally, "At least you know where you stand.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

“You’re touching me,�� I chided him.
He caressed my back, sliding his hand down, hitting every sensitive point I hadn’t even known I had. “No, this is touching you. That was just accidental contact.��
“Oh? Good to know. If you touch me again and I break your arm off, you can be sure it will be completely accidental.”
― Ilona Andrews, Gunmetal Magic

“I have a vamp body for you," Andrea said. "It's in the freezer."
I gave her a nice smile. "You shouldn't have.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Gifts

“My mind struggled to formulate a coherent though, any thought. I opened my mouth. "Your pajamas have Eeyore on them."

"I like Eeyore. He's sensible. A sober outlook on life never hurt anyone.”
― Ilona Andrews, Gunmetal Magic

“I batted my eyelashes and did my best to appear dumb as a board”
― Ilona Andrews, Gunmetal Magic

“I was a knight," Andrea said. "I'm not just going to start shooting every dickhead who mouths off to me."
"Just making sure."
"Besides, if I shot him, I'd do it so nobody could trace it back to me. I'd shoot him somewhere remote, his head would explode like a melon, and they would never find his body. He would just vanish.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Slays

“You could buy a car for fifty thousand dollars. A really nice car.�� Ascanio’s eyes lit up. “A Hummer. You could buy a converted Hummer.��
“You don’t need a Hummer.�� I said.
“Chicks dig the Hummer.��
“You don`t need any chicks either.��
He gave me an injured look. “I have needs.��
“I have needs too and right now I need you to concentrate on tracking down Jamar`s collection. Get to it.��
- Andrea & Ascanio”
― Ilona Andrews, Gunmetal Magic

“Hey, dickhead!" one of the other drivers yelled. "Get off the road!"
"This here is a Falcon Seven," the rider told him. "I can put a bolt through your windshield and pin you to your seat like a bug."
A direct threat, huh? Okay.

I pulled down my sunglasses a bit so the rider would see my eyes. "That's a nice crossbow."
He glanced in my direction. He saw a friendly blond girl with a big smile and a light Texas accent and didn't get alarmed.

"You've got what, a seventy-five-pound draw on it? Takes you about four seconds to reload?"
"Three," he said.

I gave him my Order smile: sweet grin, hard eyes, reached over to my passenger seat, and pulled out my submachine gun. About twenty-seven inches long, the HK was my favorite toy for close-quarters combat. The rider's eyes went wide.
"This is an HK UMP submachine gun. Renowned for its stopping power and reliability. Cyclic rate of fire: eight hundred rounds per minute. That means I can empty this thirty-round clip into you in less than three seconds. At this range, I'll cut you in half." It wasn't strictly true but it sounded good. "You see what it says on the barrel?"

On the barrel, pretty white letters spelled out PARTY STARTER.

"You open your mouth again, and I'll get the party started."
The rider clamped his jaws shut.”
― Ilona Andrews, Gunmetal Magic

“Her eyes sparkled. “You should try calling, ‘Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.’��
“I will kill you and nobody will find your body.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Triumphs

“Gradually, it sank in. The Mother Beast was dead. I had killed her. The taste of her blood burned in my mouth. Behind her, a deep black hole bore into the ground beneath the remnants of the railroad car. It must have been her underground lair. She had raised her brood there, safe and far away from everyone, until Kyle's crew invaded her den.
Such an awful waste. None of this was necessary. At least one person died, many others were injured, and this great magnificient beast and her brood lost their lives all because Kyle Bell wanted to make a quick buck on the side. He stood by the remnants of the tent now, arms crossed, barking orders.
I marched over to Kyle. He saw me, opened his mouth, and I backhanded him. The blow knocked him to the ground. «This is your fault. You brought these people here. You knew this place was dangerous.» I pulled him upright and spun him toward the dead beast. «Look! People died because of you. Do you understand that? If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have had to murder her. She was just protecting her children.»
«She tried to kill us!»
I backhanded him again. «She tried to kill you because you broke into her house.»
The workers stood around us, thier faces grim. Nobody made any move to help their boss.
***
I found my bow and quiver and walked away. Ascanio jumped off the beast and joined me. His voice was a deep growl, shredded by his teeth. «It. Wash. Aweshome.»

«This was a tragedy.» People came before animals. I knew that, but when you turn into an animal, your perspective is a little different.
«Yesh. But aweshome.»
He was a boy. What did he know?”
― Ilona Andrews, Gunmetal Magic