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“I was always holding onto people, and they were always leaving.”
― Lili St. Crow, Jealousy

“His shoulder bumped mine again. "Can I ask you something?"

I didn't answer. He was going to ask me anyway. People don't say that if they don't want to pry something out of you.”
― Lilith Saintcrow, Strange Angels

“Sonofabitch answer me!" My voice bounced off the walls, made the whole room whirls around me. My blood pounded in my ears. Adreline poured through my blood, copper winding me tighter and tighter.
"YES!" he screamed back "yes. i am a fucking virgin, don't shoot me goddammit fucking please!”
― Lili St Crow, Strange Angels

“Amazingly, he smiled at me. "You're bossy." His pupils were still huge, but a little color had begun to come back into his face, especially along his cheekbones. "I like bossy chicks.”
― Lili St Crow, Strange Angels

“First one's free.”
― Lilith Saintcrow, Strange Angels

“Graves leaned forward, eyeing me. "Hey, Dru. You were french-kissing a winged snake. creeptastic."
"I was stealing her breath, imbecile. go get a towel." christophe shoved him, and graves shoved back.”
― Lili St. Crow

“I’d put a banana on my tray, too. That, at least, didn’t
remind me of anything trying to kill me. Could you kill someone with a banana? It didn’t seem
possible. Maybe a possessed banana. I’d seen possessed pets before, but not possessed fruit. But
I’ll bet it’s out there somewhere.”
― St Crow Lili

“And I knew that tone, the pleading, the fear that was sitting like a spiked ball in his chest. He'd been left behind too, maybe more than I had.”
― Lili St. Crow, Reckoning

“I don't need an invitation to step over your threshold. -Cristophe”
― Lili St. Crow, Strange Angels

“God and Hell both damn it,”
― Lilith Saintcrow

“No problem, Goth Boy. First one's free.”
― Lilith St. Crow

“He was pale as only one state on Bhast dictated—not lacking color necessarily or vitality, certainly. Fey white was more comparable to a pearl; the color subtle and the luster soft, but still vibrant. In spite of the tragedy that could come with it, it was not a dying state. It was a state of living…sometimes much more brilliantly than people could cope with, including the Fey individuals themselves.”
― T.A. Miles, Darkside