“It was real sweet, except that he'd drugged me and ridden me to within an inch of my life, and I was still so high I was paralyzed and mute. But other than that, I guess it was pretty romantic.” — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“Victor, back there in that basement, when the zombies were… were… moving around on those tables…. Twitching? And dead? You didn’t even blink. This is nothing like those zombies. No shit. Because this time, you’re scared—beyond scared. You’re terrified. And… — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“Self-esteem. That's one of those catch-all terms that means nothing at all, but the mere mention of it leaves all the socially conscious liberal… — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“I'd like to think that we're not just sacks of biological goo careening through a random universe.” — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“I really hate threesomes when one of the participants is dead.” — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“...Blakewood had a collection of miniature furniture with Scotty dogs painted on it, arranged on a semicircular shelf int he corner. Yeah. He was… — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“I'd blow someone for a valium," I said in Jacob's ear. "Maybe he's got one... but try offering a hand-job first so you retain… — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“Or you can fake your own death," Bill suggested. "Because really, that's the most cathartic resolution—if all your friends and family think you're dead. Everyone cries, they have a little rant about all your potential going to waste, they put on a memorial service and you can hide and see who bothers to come—and if you're really lucky, they bury… — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share
“Say something,” he said. “What?” I mumbled, struggling to orient myself. “What?” “Can you hear me? What day is it? Who’s the president?” “Yes,… — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“I've never liked the word team . I've always equated it with being picked last and getting nailed in the groin with a dodgeball.” — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“We’ll need you to unlock your desk, sir.” “Sorry,” Dreyfuss said. “Not until I’ve read this form.” “You haven’t…looked at it.” “And I’m a… — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“Renfield, my ass. What I had on my hands was a Van Helsing.” — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“It was real sweet, except that he'd drugged me and ridden me to within an inch of my life, and I was still so… — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
“Back when I was a two-handed bastard, I made the sheep of the population nervous by skulking around in my badass facial hardware and… — Jordan Castillo Price Copy Share Image
