Explore Quotes by Ilona Andrews

It's not your job to die for your Pack! It's your job to make the other bastards die for theirs.

In death, they all looked the same. This morning they spoke, they breathed, they kissed their loved ones good-bye. And now they lay dead. Gone forever.

I dropped all the guards. All the leashes, all the chains, everything that ever restrained me through the discipline and fear of discovery, I let it all go. No need to hide.

I make a bad mom, but I can pull off a crazy aunt.

I raged across the field, killing all before me. They ran when they saw me coming, and I chased them down, and killed them before they could take someone else's friend away from them.

Two years? That's entirely too long. If you want, we can take care of that. After two years it's pure therapy.

I could have fixed almost everything else, but death defeated me every time.

I want to punish them. I want that punishment to be so hard, so vicious that the next who takes their place wets himself at the mere thought of trying to fight me.

I don't want it to be attributed to a loss of control on my part. When I throw you out of the window, I want there to be no doubt the act was deliberate.

Big bad merc, down with a basic hip toss. In your place I'd be blushing.

Half-man, half-beast, all nightmare. The shapeshifter warrior form.

You don't cause problems. You cause catastrophes.

Perhaps I just wasn't scary enough. Maybe I should invest in some horns or fangs.

I think I've been rather reasonable about this whole situation." "How do you figure?" "They are still breathing, aren't they?

I had the metabolism of a hummingbird on crack.

If I lose control, you'll be the first to know." "I'm quite perturbed by the idea.

A ghastly attempt at a smile, sure to send any normal person to a therapist.

I'm a substitute mom." "You're more like a crazy aunt who only gets called when somebody needs bailing out of jail.

I did deranged quite well, when the occasion called for it.

And just when I thought the pain had dulled, my mind would betray me and bring Dad back to life in my dreams. Sometimes I didn't realize that he was dead until I awoke and then it was like a punch in the stomach. And sometimes I knew in my dream that I was dreaming, and I woke up crying.

First rule of bodyguard detail: know where your 'body' is at all times.