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“As Lothaire lifted the lid with a sense of dread, Nïx murmured, “Hint: it’s the middle one.��
Elizabeth’s fragile finger.Seeing it severed like this brought on a visceral reaction—pain shooting through his own hand, radiating throughout his regenerated heart. He closed the lid with a swallow, sentimentally pocketing the package.
“You gave her your heart, and she gave you the bird.�� Nïx sighed. “Songs will be written about this.”
― Kresley Cole, Lothaire

“Elizabeth,
With my compliments.
You will never get your claws into another one of mine.
Rot in hell,
L
Nïx clasped her hands over her chest, sighing, “He gave you his heart. That’s so romantic. So much better than a candy heart. Those get stuck in the fangs, you know.”
― Kresley Cole, Lothaire

“When she absently worried her bottom lip with one of her adorable little fangs, he sighed.
The Enemy of Old fucking sighed.
Dear gods, it’d finally happened to him.
Happiness.
Then his own fangs sharpened.I will kill anyone who tries to take this feeling away from me.”
― Kresley Cole, Lothaire

“Yo, beautiful. Come pop this collar off me.��
Natalya hissed, “Are you mad?��
“What’s she gonna do? Vivisect me? Imprison me? We’ve got a pact to fulfill,remember?��
To Dorada, she cried, “Seriously, sweetheart, shake that mummified ass over here.��
Regin kicked the glass. “Lemme the fuck out—��
La Dorada swung her head around,peering at Regin with her one eye.
“Okay. That’s freaky. Lookit, Gollum, if you spring me, I’ll help you find your Precious.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“Elizabeth is my happiness, he thought again. “I could hate her for what she did to me.��
“Because of one unsuccessful beheading?�� She tapped her claw to her chin. “Wow. I never thought you were such a pussy. I’m rethinking our friendship.”
― Kresley Cole, Lothaire

“Aidan from the past: He took her hands in his bloodied, callused ones. “Accept me?�� His eyes glowed, his lashes spiked from rain.

Declan in the present: He gripped her nape. “I fuckin love you, Regin!�� Rain spiked his lashes as he gazed down at her, commanding her, “Love me back!”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“Straightaway, she'd called to the guard, "Oh, boys?" She'd sauntered to the glass in only her black lace bra and panties. "I need some assistance," When they slowed, agog, she'd purred, "Can one of you help me find my orgasm?”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“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, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“When she scooped up her clothes, opened his door, then snapped her fingers for a guard down the hall, Wroth watched like a bystander.

“Pssst. Minion. I need these laundered. Very little starch. Don’t just stand there gawking or you’ll anger my good frenemy General Wroth. We’re like this.��

He couldn’t see her but knew she was twining two fingers together.”
― Kresley Cole, The Warlord Wants Forever

“Hey, you've still got your endangered hymen. Which means you'll make it to closing credits - I'm s.o.l.”
― Kresley Cole, Poison Princess

“And if you don’t think I can hold my own against all those eighteenth-century mortals you were out tagging, then you’re a fool, Casanova.�� ... “Oh, yes, I know all about you.��

He went still. “What are you talking about?��

“I was alive back then. And all the Lore heard about the ruthless warlord brothers from Estonia. The general, the scholar, the enigma, and . . . the manwhore.”
― Kresley Cole, Deep Kiss of Winter

“You're still... Declan?"--

--Voice hoarse, he said, "Aye, it's me. I will never be your perfect Viking, Regin! I've made unforgivable mistakes. I've no family or friends, and my men hold no love for me. I'm scarred inside and out. And I'm bloody askin' for you anyway!”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“Ach, woman! He raked his fingers through his hair. "You want me as much as I want you."
"Assuming that's true -"
"It's true."
"- I can't. Not now."
"It's no' your time of the month. I know that."
"Ew." Valkyrie didn't have periods. "You're the only one here with a monthly cycle, werewolf."
- Lucia and Garreth MacRieve”
― Kresley Cole, Pleasure of a Dark Prince

“Seconds passed, then ... La Dorada skulked into view. She was half-mummified, but sodden. Gooey.

Regin let out a low whistle. "The Mummy Returns meets Dingoes Ate My Face."--

--La Dorada swung her head around, peering at Regin with her one eye. "Okay. That's freaky. Lookit, Gollum, if you spring me, I'll help you find your precious.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“His tone dripping condescension, Lothaire 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, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“What is he?��
“I can’t puzzle it out. He doesn’t have horns, pointed ears—or apparently a need to eat. He does have small fangs, but he also sports a tan line.��
“You checked? Natalya, you durrrty bitch.��
“Hey, I had to determine if he was a blood sucker or not. Now I don’t know what to think.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“Just hear me out. While you were napping, I was busy chatting up our allies. Didn't you know--your woman's a golden-tongued ambassador! My sisters always said I graduated from the shock-and-awe school of diplomacy, but joke 'em if they can't take a fuck, right?”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“Valkyrie, I will get answers from you one way or another. Either through this painful exercise in futility, as you believe, or through a civilized conversation."

"You call this civilized?" She strained against her cuffs, leaning in to whisper, "Psst, Chase. The sexual tension between us is grueling.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“Finally the vampire released him with another groan, sitting back on his haunches. "Your blood is steeped in power." Running his tongue over a fang, he said, "Among other things. I believe I might be high. But I like it.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“Don't get pissy with me leech." With a glare, Carrow pressed her print to his torque. "Even tapped out, I can still do a love spell to make you fall in love--with the sun.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“You’ll call for me. You’ll be lonely in your new quarters and will feel out of sorts. I could let you pet my hair until you fell asleep.��
He drew in closer and lowered his voice to ask in all seriousness, “You’re mad, aren’t you?��
“As—a—hatter,�� she whispered back conspiratorially.
He felt a hint of sympathy for the creature. “How long have you been in here?��
“For four long...interminable...days.��
He glowered at her.
“Which is why I want you to take me with you. I don’t eat much.��
The dungeon erupted with laughter again.
(Myst and Nikolai)”
― Kresley Cole, The Warlord Wants Forever

“What'd you want to talk about?"

"Just to commend you on your revenge last night. It must have been fiendish. Of course, I can only imagine since there wasn't a mark on Chase this morning, only residual bliss."

"He heals fast! I whaled on his face. Must've been thirty hits."

Natalya's lips quirked. "You're glowing like a Lite-Brite."

"Shut it, fairy.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“She murmured, "You're unfinished."
"Aye, precisely."
"I need to go."
When she moved to get up, he shoved her against his side and slapped her arse to keep her there. "You stay with me."
She snapped, "What do you want from me, Chase?"
He drew his head back in confusion. "I want everything. You're mine, Regin.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“Yo, Dekko, who do I gotta blow around here to get a shower?”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“You do not mind my humor?��

“Not at all. I’ve not laughed like this …�� His brows drew together. “I think I’ve never laughed like this.��

“Usually I exasperate people. And I jest at inappropriate times. Such as during executions. Freya says ’tis my gift and my bane to frustrate others.��

“I like your manner, Reginleit. Life is long without humor.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“Apparently unaffected, she rose. "Yeah, you're probably right. I should be going." She feigned a yawn. "You've gotta head back to work and I've gotta head to jail. Big night for me. I'm planning to shiv someone for a bar of soap. --”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“The largest one laughed. Until Natalya's glass shard plugged his jugular. Regin aimed and pulled the trigger. The gun kicked as bullets sprayed. It was shredding their torsos like cheese, halving their bodies. "Let's do this! Rock out with your cocks out!”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“Regin had known the risk in coming here, but she wasn't fearful. As Lucia had also told her, "Sometimes I don't think you have the sense to be afraid when you should." Regin had interpreted that to mean, "You have no sense of fear, oh, great Reginleit.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“You see, that's the thing with you detrus," Chase began in a contemplative tone. "Your bodies are abominations. If I severed your arms--"

Lothaire yawned loudly.

"--you'd merely regenerate from the injury. You might experience pain, but you wouldn't suffer the horror of permanent loss, not like a human."

Lothaire grew increasingly bored by this. "When I get free, I believe I'll show you your spine. I'll hand it to you so casually, politely even, as if expecting you to remark upon it.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“I'm told the effect is cumulative--it will continue to worsen." Though outwardly calm as he explained this, his face had paled even more. "But if you tell me about the Valkyrie's weaknesses, I'll administer the antidote."

"Weaknesses? So many. Foremost, we're ... ticklish.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior