Claire said. “I might be able to get him to stop.” “Who, crazy dude? Maybe. Or he might pull your head off,”… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
I use all kinds of resources for researching my novels. I'm not shy about calling up experts and asking questions, or emailing,… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Restrooms at gas stations were an unpleasant and shocking surprise; I had never considered the serious drawbacks of such lazily-cleaned rooms. I… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
I am not getting you a brain, because I am not that kind of assistant, Dr. Frankenstein. — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
That's kind of a leap, but the Russian judge gave you a nine point five for style, so okay. — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Claire was struggling through last summer’s diary volume when Myrnin popped in through the portal, wearing a big floppy black hat and… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Silver nitrate and water in a super soaker," he told her. "My own invention. Ought to be good at twenty feet, kind… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
What about e-mail? It is e-mail, yes?" Morley asked, leaning even closer. "E-mail is a kind of electronic letter. It travels through… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
I’m saying a prayer. Maybe you ought to, too. It’s going to take us a miracle to get through this.” Whether he… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Is this your bedroom?" she asked, and turned to look at him. Myrnin straightened and jammed the big red floppy hat back… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
I’m faster than the rest of you, if .. Because I’m a vampire,” Michael said, and it was some kind of breakthrough… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Parents had some kind of sin radar, Claire thought. They always called when you were in the middle of something you just… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
...will you be so kind as to provide me with a few places where I might look for a murderer?" "The mirror's… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we've had?" "I sweat perfume. Like all girls. — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Don't we look suspicious, the three of us just sitting here in the car?" Borden asked. We'd look a lot more suspicious… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Is it him?” Dad asked. “Did he get you into trouble?” “Not me,” Shane said. “I’ve just got that kind of face. — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Nobody's cut out for this town," Shane said. "Nobody sane anyway." "Says the kid who came back." "Yeah, kind of proves my… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Oh, Claire," he said. "You think me a far better man than I am. That's kind, and flattering." "Are you saying that… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
He (Michael) was gone in a whisper of air, hardly making any sound at all, and Claire shivered and leaned against Shane’s… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
You’re kind of a psycho. I get that.” “I might be,” Monica agreed, and gave her a slow, strange smile. “You’re one… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
God, it was hot! Forget about frying an egg on the sidewalk; this kind of heat would fry an egg inside the… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Seriously,” Shane said, “this kind of is the worst situation we’ve ever been in, right?” “Speak for yourself,” Michael said. “I got… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
I like the sound of that, crashing Monica's party," he glanced at Michael, then quickly away. "What about you? That break some… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Marriage is a big word for all guys,” Shane said. “You know that. It’s kind of an allergy. We get itchy and… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Ay-firmative,' Eve said, and tried for a smile. 'Sorry. An Aliens reference always makes me feel better at times like this. Exept I'm not… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
But that quickly faded, and he frowned. "You're bleeding," he said. "What happened?" Claire sighed and held up her wrist to show him the… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Did he just say--?" "Yes," Claire said, smiling. "Yes, he did." "Whoa. Guess I'd better stay alive, then. — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
“Hell,' Shane spit in disgust. 'I can't hit a girl. Here, Claire. You hit her.' He tossed her the bat.” — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
“If she were any friendlier, she'd be giving you a lapdance right now.” — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
“I get maudlin. Some people drink; some get depressed; some run around having sex with anyone with a pulse. Me, I get philosophical. It’s… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
“I felt I should repeat it for the other slipper, in case there should be any bad feelings between the two. One should never… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
“As he filled the mug with coffee, Michael waited for Shane to make some sense. Which Shane finally did, holding up the cheaply printed… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
There is a certain freedom in giving up all hope. One is no longer bound by the cords of dread or fear; you simply… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Shane talking to Claire - "Hang on - Slow down. I'm not going anywhere. You know that, right? You don't have to put out… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
Oliver laughed - actually laughed."I like this new Claire," he said. "You should work her this hard all the time, Myrnin. She's interesting when… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
