Kresley Cole - Lothaire

Gallery Books, 2012. január
Sorozat: Halhatatlanok sorozat 12.
Blogbejegyzésem: ITT
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~ Köszöntő idézet - Lothaire

My sanity will fail me long before my will does. Luckily, the only thing more interesting than a madman is a relentless one.

~ Köszöntő idézet - Ellie

Me, a steel magnolia? Steel, my ass! Try titanium.

~ 5. fejezet

After a long moment, her eyes opened, narrowed; then her palm shot up to crack across his cheek. “How dare you leave me to rot in prison, you filth! I’ll play with your spleen before the night is through.”
“Saroya,” he grated, barely keeping his rage in check. Inhale, exhale. “Ah, my flower. I’ve missed you too.”

~ 7. fejezet

“You forget I’m a goddess,” she hissed. “Your goddess.”
And a bitch as well. But then, weren’t all goddesses afflicted with bitchery?

~ 11. fejezet

“Just tell me this. If Saroya is so all-fired important to you, then why’d you leave her in prison?”
“I was assured you’d be physically safe there.”
“And mentally?”
“I couldn’t care less. I’m only concerned with your body.”
Typical male.

You get more with honey than you do with vinegar. And when you run out of both, you reach for the buckshot.

~ 12. fejezet

“My friends call me Thad.”
The Enemy of Old conversing with a teenage football-playing Eagle Scout named Thad? (…)
In any case . . .“We are not friends,”

You are so naïve, it physically aggrieves me.

~ 14. fejezet

“First of all, I’m not narcissistic.” When she opened her lips to argue, he said, “I know Narkissos of Thespiae—while we might share traits, I came first, so he’s Lothairistic, not the other way around.

~ 16. fejezet

“I never knew I could hate someone as deeply as I do you.”
“I often help others discover the outer limits of their hatred. It’s a talent of mine.”

~ 21. fejezet

Men are like coal boilers, Ellie. If you find a man you reckon to keep, you got to feed his belly every day, make him burn for you, then release some steam purty regular, or you ain’t ever gonna get him to work.

~ 29. fejezet

If you want to communicate an idea to a man’s brain, you talk to him through his pecker. It’s like an ear horn, y’all.

~ 50. fejezet

“I’m so sleepy.”
“My beautiful girl, dawn nears. And all good vampires are to bed.”
She eased up, arching a brow at him. “Then you’ll stay awake.”