This is the first adventure I’ve survived without being kidnapped, attacked, knocked unconscious or possessed by evil spirits. A ripped blouse? Ruined skirt? Bad hair? I’d call this progress. ~Jaime Vegas — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share Image
So," I said. "Seems you're going to be stuck with me for a while." He smiled. A real smile that lit up his whole… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
“He turned my way, and I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't notice for a second. Then I realized I was… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
Nuh-uh. No deals with the devil. I’ve learned my lesson on that one. ~Jaime Vegas — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
“Another night then,' Mom said. 'Maybe on the weekend we can have a barbecue and invite your sister.' 'Or,' I said turning to Rafe,… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
Believe me, I have better things to do than sabotage your friendships. No one else's world revolves around you, Cassandra." -Paige to Cassandra — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
Reviews are great. I can read negative reviews and say, 'You know that point they made... they were dead on.' — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
When a series is doing well, it's very tempting to keep writing it, even when the creative well is drying up. It's tempting because… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
You bat your baby blues at tall, dark, and gruesome, and next thing you know, he's trailing you like a lost puppy. — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
With no chance to take off, I had to play my role, searching for the rendezvous spot, which gave me the excuse to look… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
When I glanced at the chair, it started to shake. I’d like to think it was scared of me, but I rarely invoked that… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
“Nonsense, Chloe. I certainly hope you aren't afraid of cemeteries" "Um, no" Tori said. "It's the bodies buried in them that worry her. Uh,… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
I was...a journalist...though my typical beat was freelancing articles on Canadian politics, which never included any mention of demonic phenomena, though it might explain… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
I found something" Simon said as he walked in. He whipped out an old-fashioned key from his pocket and grinned at me. "It was… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
“He laughed and tugged me down in a kiss. Then, lips still close enough to feel them tickle mine, he said, "You know this… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
