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 the rise of the neoconservatives. — 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 Image
“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 staring at him, and looked away fast, cheeks flaming. I could feel him looking at me. Frowning slightly, like he was trying to figure something out. Before he could, I gulped my warm water and said,… — 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 Image
“Another night then,' Mom said. 'Maybe on the weekend we can have a barbecue and invite your sister.' 'Or,' I said turning to Rafe, 'if you want to skip the whole awkward meet-the-family social event you could just submit your life story including your view on politics religion and every social issue imaginable along with anything else you think they… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
With no chance to take off, I had to play my role, searching for the rendezvous spot, which gave me the excuse to look for an escape opportunity. Maybe a hole in the wall too small for Tori’s mom to follow me through or a precarious stack of boxes I could topple onto her head or an abandoned hammer I… — 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 Image
“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, you know, dead bodies? Potential zombies?" "Don't be silly. You can't accidentally raise the dead." "Chloe can." "I've heard Chloe is quite powerful, but I'm sure she doesn't need to worry about raising the dead yet."… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share
