“Let's hope your lion has some brains, otherwise your child will be a dimwit.” — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
I realized that I'm a child." William looked point-blank at her chest. "No. — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“Like it or not,” he said, “you're still his daughter. Run from it, spit on it, that’s your choice. Those of the… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“Tony looked at me with the long-suffering patience of an adult child who knew an educational lecture was coming and there was… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“And most of the time, I like being by myself. But when I look into my future, I see no family, no… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
Tall, with skin the color of rich coffee, and dressed all in black, Jim looked like he was carved from a block… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
Go home, kiss your wives, hug your children and put your affairs in order, because tomorrow I will burn your neighborhood to… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
Do you know what separates adults from children? Self-discipline. We don’t want to go to work, we don’t want to do our… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“If there is anything I can do, I'll help. Don't get excited. It's not because of you. For the child. If it… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
People think I built the Pack, because I'm the guy who has the welfare of all shapeshifters in mind. They're wrong. Everything… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“You'll lose." "What makes you so sure?" "You have no discipline. All you do is tear down shit down. My father is… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“Logic said that at some point he must’ve been a baby and then a child, but looking at him one was almost… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. He had the two wards of the fucking Marshal of the fucking Southern Provinces in a stolen… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
Congratulations," he said, his voice dry. "You finally managed to find a woman as tragically noble as yourself. I didn't think one… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“I leaned forward. “How did I turn out? Are you proud of the monster you made?” Roland smiled. Hugh and Landon were… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
Im's offspring stare at stars and make clocks that calculate useless happenings like the angle of a hawk's claws as it strikes… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“Did he kill Grandmother?” I whispered. “Don’t be ridiculous,” Erra’s voice said in my ear. “She is already dead. Besides, your grandmother was the… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
The only way to make sure that the Hand didn't get to you would have been to kill your brother. I could've done it,… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“He hit her with his best smile. Her eyes widened. She took a deep breath. 'Oh no, not that seductive face. I'm overcome with… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“Because he doesn’t want me talking to my grandmother.” Barabas looked at Curran. Curran shrugged. “It’s a family thing. Sometimes your father puts your… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
I had forgotten that talking to you is like trying to pet a cactus." Saiman said dryly. "Thank you for reminding me." "Always happy… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
« He squeezed his hands into fists. I picked up a grapefruit-sized rock and handed it to him. It went flying. Home run, Beast… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“He came for me. I couldn’t believe it. He came for me . Into a flying palace full of thousands of armed rakshasas in… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
Saiman picked up a coffee mug, stared at it, and hurled it against the wall. It shattered into a dozen pieces. We looked at… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“Slowly the reality of the situation sank in. He got his ass kicked, learned nothing, and got saved by a dumb dog and an… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“I paused with the pen in my hand. "He burst into flames?" "He became engulfed in fire." "Was his buddy made out of orange… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“He hung his head. “Am I punished?” “Yes. I’m too mad to punish you right now. We’ll talk about it when we get home.… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
The pervert." "He prefers to think of himself as sexual deviant." "Semantics. — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
