Jaci Burton - Taking A Shot

Berkley Trade, 2012. március

Sorozat: Play-by-Play 3.

Blogbejegyzésem: ITT

Egyéb: A könyv goodreads lapja.

~ 16. fejezet

If he ever had kids he wasn’t going to let them anywhere near video games. He was going to drag their butts out of the house as soon as they could walk and make them play sports.

Yeah, right. He’d probably sit side by side with them on the sofa and play those same violent war games with them.

Or, God forbid, he’d have girls and he’d end up playing some games that had to do with rainbow ponies. Or Barbie. Or something Disney related.

Yikes.

~ 23. fejezet

“What else don’t we know about you, Miss Riley?” Liz asked. “Do you put on a superhero costume and fight crime at night in the metropolis?”

“Yes, but only between three and five a.m.”

J. R. Ward - Lover Reborn

NAL Hardcover, 2012. március

Sorozat: Fekete Tőr Testvériség 10.

Blogbejegyzésem: ITT

Egyéb: A könyv goodreads lapja.

~ Ajánlás

Dedicated to: YOU

it has been so long,

too long,

since you have had a home.

~ 1. fejezet

Man, destiny sucked ass. It just had to barge in and piss all over everyone’s rose garden.

~ 4. fejezet

My name’s Lassiter, and I’ll tell you all you need to know about me. I’m an angel first and a sinner second, and I’m not here for long. I’ll never hurt you, but I’m prepared to make you pretty goddamn uncomfortable if I have to, to get my job done. I like sunsets and long walks on the beach, but my perfect female no longer exists. Oh, and my favorite hobby is annoying the shit out of people. Guess I’m just bred to want to get a rise out of folks—probably the whole resurrection thing.

~ 5. fejezet

Life’s meant to be lived blind—that’s how you don’t take shit for granted.

~ 6. fejezet

Tragedy, like love, makes people blind.

~ 9. fejezet

“And if that bastard’s innocent,” Rhage spoke up, “I’m the fucking Easter bunny.”

“Oh, good,” someone quipped. “I’m calling you Hop-along Hollywood from now on.”

“Beasty Bo Peep,” somebody else threw out.

“We could put you in a Cadbury ad and finally make some money—”

“People,” Rhage barked, “the point is that he is not innocent and I’m notthe Easter bunny—”

“Where’s your basket?”

“Can I play with your eggs?”

“Hop it out, big guy—”

“Will you guys fuck off ? Seriously!”

~ 10. fejezet

The guy had come with a first-aid kit, as well as his signature I-run-the-world attitude.

What was it with surgeons? They were almost as bad as warriors. Or kings.

~ 19. fejezet

(…) fate is sadistic as well as endlessly inventive.

~ 28. fejezet

Amazing how sex could turn two fully grown adult males into teenagers.

~ 37. fejezet

“Xhex took me for a motorcycle ride—or is it motorbike?”

“Either one works.” Death trap. Donor cycle. Whatevs.

“If this is another Beaches marathon, I’m going to Bette your ass until you can’t sit down.”

“Aw, look at you! Trying to be finny.”

“Seriously, if you have any compassion in you at all, you’ll let me go to bed—”

“I have peanut M&M’s up there.”

“Not my style.”

“Raisinets.”

“Feh.”

“Sam Adams.”

Tohr narrowed his eyes. “Cold?”

“Downright icy.”

Tohr crossed his arms over his chest and told himself he was not pouting like a five-year-old. “I want Milk Duds.”v “Got ’em. And popcorn.”

“Man, this angel crap… it’s so fucking hard to influence anything. I’ve never had a problem with free will before, but for shit’s sake, I wish I could just I Dream of Jeannie you to where you need to be.” As Tohr winced, the angel muttered, “It’s okay, though. We’ll get you there somehow—”

“Actually, I’m cringing at the vision of you in a pink harem costume.”

“Hey, I have a great ass, I’ll have you know.”

~ 43. fejezet

You almost died tonight, he wanted to say. You dumb son of a bitch, you nearly died … and then what would we have done?

And not “we” as in the Brotherhood.

Not even “we” as in he and John. More like … “me.”

~ 48. fejezet

In the midst of all he couldn’t handle, he just looked at his old, dear friend.

As always, Blay was the anchor who kept him from being swept away.

~ 74. fejezet

And love … love was worth dying for.

Worth living for, too.

~ 76. fejezet

When you were young, you thought time was a burden, something to be discharged as fast as possible so you could be grown-up. But it was such a bait-n-switch – when you were an adult, you came to realize that minutes and hours were the single most precious thing you had.

~ Epilógus

"(…) and anytime you want the clicker, it’s yours for the taking.”

Lassiter barked out a laugh. “Damn, you really are grateful.”

Sherrilyn Kenyon - Infamous

 
St. Martin's Griffin, 2012. március

Sorozat: Nick krónikája 3.

Blogbejegyzésem: Hamarosan...

Egyéb: A könyv goodreads lapja.

~ 5. oldal

The worst thing that had ever happened to him in church was when the priest had fallen asleep during his last confession – which said it all about how boring his life had been prior to all of this.

~ 10. oldal

Never underestimate a man's ability to screw up the best laid plans.

~ 28. oldal

Nick had to stop himself from rolling his eyes – that was like throwing gas on a roaring fire while wearing kerosene soaked clothing when his mom was in this mood.

~ 35. oldal

Mind control won't work on those who are really hardheaded. You know… Creatures like you.

~ 86. oldal

Bubba was also a walking enigma. Most people dismissed him as a total rube, but that would be like trying to define the ocean as simply wet.

~ 114. oldal

No one can make you feel inferior without your permission. (Eleanor Roosevelt)

~ 126. oldal

As my mother always says, great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people. And life’s too short to worry about what other people do or don’t do. Tend your own backyard, not theirs, because yours is the one you have to live in.

~ 227. oldal

…life isn’t a puzzle to be solved. It’s an adventure to be savored. Let every challenge be a new mountain to climb, not an obstacle to get in your way and stop you. Yeah, it’ll be hard, but once you reach the summit of it, you’ll be able to see the world for what it really is. And at the top, it never seems to have been as difficult a feat to climb there as you first made it out to be. Most of all, you’ll know that you beat that mountain, and that you rule it. It does not rule you.

~ 260. oldal

“You’ve no real powers, do you?”

“Oh contraire, mon frère. I’m able to annoy all adults in ten syllables or less. Sometimes, I don’t even have to speak at all. I just walk into the room and it rankles them.”

“I can see that,” Thorn said drily.

~ 282. oldal

Life is pain, (…). Anyone who says differently is selling something.

~ 431. oldal

“Can you keep a secret?”

“Me and Tupperware, baby. We seal tight. Ain’t nothing going to get out.”

Gena Showalter - The Darkest Seduction

HQN Books, 2012. február
Sorozat: Lords of the Underworld 9.
Blogbejegyzésem: ITT
Egyéb: A könyv goodreads lapja.

~ 23. oldal

“Uh, who were you talking to?” the bartender asked (…)
If an angel didn’t want to be seen, an angel wouldn’t be seen. Not even by his brethren, fallen or otherwise. So only Paris had seen Zacharel this go-round. Great. “Myself apparently, and we prefer to chat without an audience.”

~ 36. oldal

Lately, he couldn’t afford to leave survivors. They had a nasty habit of returning for revenge.

~ 40. oldal

Females were the most stubborn creatures ever created.

~ 46. oldal

Anya, the minor goddess of Anarchy? A woman who had more balls than most men—because she’d cut them off the guys stupid enough to get in her way and kept them as souvenirs.

~ 58. oldal

Cronus, god of gods (according to him) and all around asshat (according to her), paced in front of her, ranting and raving. Saying he was “upset” would be the equivalent of saying the Atlantic was a rain puddle.

~ 121. oldal

“By the way, only a real man can accept his feminine side.”
“I don’t know who fed you that line of garbage, but I can promise she’s laughing at you right now.”

~ 142. oldal

Paris, the FedEx deliveryman of Pleasure and Fatality.

~ 210. oldal

You’ll find good deeds are balm for the soul.

~ 216. oldal

“Sienna, meet Zacharel. He’s a warrior angel for the One, True Deity. Zacharel, meet Sienna. She’s mine."

~ 234. oldal

“Oh, Paris.(…)How about this? Today you’re just a man and I’m just a woman. There’s no past, no future, only the present. We do what feels good. Nothing more. Nothing less.”

~ 240. oldal

“Mmm, no underwear.”
“I was… hopeful.”

~ 338. oldal

“So where’s your dog?”
“My little princess is resting in my new room. Travel is so hard on his delicate constitution.”
“Of course.” Because all vampire Tasmanian devils possessed delicate constitutions.

~ 345. oldal

William stepped into the hall. He was pale, clearly shaken to his soul and bathed in blood. (…)
William clapped to gain everyone’s attention. “All right, listen up. I’ve got good news and bad news. Because I’m such a positive person, we’ll start with the good. Ashlyn survived the birthing, and so did her personal horde.”
The hallway echoed with breathy sighs of relief…none louder than Maddox’s own.
So what’s the bad?” someone demanded.
After a dramatic pause, the warrior said, “I’m out of conditioner. I need someone to flash out of here and get me some. Hint, I’m looking at you, Lucien. And, yeah, you’re welcome for my amazing contrib to your happy family. Little terrors clawed me up but good.”

~ 348. oldal

Her little fists pummeled at him, and he accepted the abuse. Until he realized she’d made an improper fist and was actually hurting herself. He wound an arm around her waist, spun her and slammed her into the hard line of his body to still her.
“Let me go!”
“In a minute.” As she struggled, he pulled her thumb out from beneath her fingers and rearranged her fist. “Hit like this.” Done, he released her.
She swung back around to beat at him some more, and this time the blows stung. “You aren’t walking out of this room until I’ve killed you!”
That’d be a nice little trick, and maybe something to try later. “I’ll let you do anything you want to me, but I’d like an explanation first. What’s this about?”
“Argh!” She leapt away from him, paced like a caged lion. Energy radiated from her, practically lifting her hair off her head. “It’s about the fact that all men suck!"

~ 355. oldal

“Come on, baby.” Paris combed his fingers through her hair. “Look past my terrible personality and hideous looks and throw me a bone. Teach me how to woo you properly.”
She snorted. “I’d argue the hideous looks part.”
“But not the terrible personality? Ouch. That hurts, baby.”

~ 400. oldal

“I’m trying to figure out how best to ask for what I need.”
“Try opening your mouth and forming words. That’s what I do, and I can assure you my methods are always stellar.”

~ 485. oldal

Gideon and Scarlet were snuggled together, talking. And a stranger conversation Sienna had never heard.
“I hate you.”
“I hate you more.”
“I hate you most.”

Molly Harper - How to Flirt with a Naked Werewolf

Pocket Books, 2011. február
Sorozat: Naked Werewolf 1.
Blogbejegyzésem: Hamarosan...
Egyéb: A könyv goodreads lapja.

~ 2. fejezet

Lists and plans made me feel in control.
It was one of the many ways I differed from my parents, whose only remotely religious credo was “Man plans, the Greater Power says, ‘Ha!’”

~ 3. fejezet

“Shit fire!” I heard Buzz yell from the kitchen.
My eyes went wide, but everyone else seemed too occupied with their food to respond. Evie read my expression, smiled to herself, and rolled her eyes. “My husband, the poet.”

~ 14. fejezet

I crossed the waiting room to an ancient-looking Mr. Coffee and poured myself a cup. Even with healthy doses of cream and sugar, I gagged a little as it hit my throat. This was not coffee. This was the stuff you’d scrape from under Satan’s toenails.
(…) “Aunt Glenda made the coffee. She seems to think that if you can stir it, it’s not strong enough."

~ 15. fejezet

Cooper said there were packs all over the world. There had to be other bewildered were-girlfriends out there. I just had to find them.
Unfortunately, you get a lot of weird results when you Google „werewolf girlfriend”.

~ 20. fejezet

One night, I came home to find a pile of flowers, pulled up by the roots, scattered over the front stoop. Cooper sat on his haunches, surrounded by wildflowers, and huffed.
„What's next, a dead squirrel?” I asked.
Cooper barked.

~ 22. fejezet

Alias superspy Sydney Bristow could sneak through the woods outside Alan’s cabin, do a reconnaissance mission, and seek out her possibly dead werewolf boyfriend, then escape without any problem. If Sydney Bristow had a werewolf boyfriend. It would probably involve a Supernatural crossover.

Julie James - Just the Sexiest Man Alive

Berkley, 2008. október
Sorozat: -
Blogbejegyzésem: ITT
Egyéb: A könyv goodreads lapja.

~ 5. fejezet

“Just tell me about the lawyer.” (…)
“She was angry with me,” he finally said with a smile, thinking that was the best way to sum up their experience.
“Angry with you?” Jeremy paused, mulling this over. “And you haven’t even had sex with this one yet.” Then he considered the source. “Have you?”
Jason threw him a look. “This wasn’t angry like ‘But didn’t those three nights in London mean anything to you?’ angry.”

~ 6. fejezet

She was expected to smile politely and apologize to him.
Hopefully Jason Andrews knows the Heimlich, Taylor thought to herself. Because she most definitely was going to choke on her words.

~ 8. fejezet

In terms of media exposure, the only thing worse than dating nobody was dating a nobody.

~ 9. fejezet

If looks could kill right then, Jason had no doubt he would’ve been lying flat on the ground with an expression of wide-eyed shock on his face and a twelve-inch hatchet lodged deep in his forehead.

~ 11. fejezet

“Does anyone ever say ‘no’ to you?” she asked him resignedly.
“No. But if it makes you feel any better, you try a lot harder than anyone else."

~ 18. fejezet

"I can’t think straight. Something’s off.”
“Did you sleep last night?”
“Barely.”
“Are you mad at Taylor?”
“Yes. Definitely.”
Jeremy leaned against the pool table and lit up a cigarette as Jason racked the balls for a game. “Do you have any right to be?”
Jason glared at Jeremy for this. But after a moment, his expression softened. “Probably not,” he acknowledged.
Jeremy nodded, rubbing his four-day stubble like a detective on the case.
“Yep, I’ve seen these symptoms before . . .” he mused. “I believe it’s called ‘jealousy.’ Something common men unlike yourself experience from time to time.”
“Yeah, well, it sucks,” Jason replied pissily.

~ 19. fejezet

"(…) She tells me you two are business associates.”
Jeremy, who had been standing next to Jason during this exchange, whistled low under his breath.
“Business associates? Ouch. That’s worse than friends.”

Tremors in the force that is Jason Andrews.

~ 20. fejezet

“Jealous of Scott Casey? Please.” He got a good laugh out of this. “Hey—if you find him interesting, Taylor, more power to you. I also know a nice box of rocks you could cuddle up with, if that’s your thing.”

~ 21. fejezet

"I just met with Marty—we got back the mock-ups for the new publicity posters the studio’s going to use to promote Inferno.” (…)
“And get this,” he fumed angrily, “the dumbasses who designed the posters have me pictured in this scene where I’m putting out a fire with all these other firemen. But if you look at the poster from the side, the water from the hose of one of the other firefighters looks like it’s shooting right out of my crotch. And the best part is, they want to put this poster over the theater entrance for the premiere. I can just see it—” He gestured grandly to the air. “ ‘Come see Inferno! Get pissed on by Jason Andrews!’”

Louisa Edwards - Can’t Stand The Heat

St. Martin's Paperbacks, 2009. augusztus
Sorozat: Recipe for Love sorozat 1.
Blogbejegyzésem: ITT
Egyéb: A könyv goodreads lapja.

~ 5. fejezet

If there was anything worse than the ego of an executive chef, it was the ego of a good-looking executive chef.

~ 11. fejezet

…chefs were moody at best, certifiably insane at worst.

~ 12. fejezet

“I’ve been wanting to do that for days. You’ve got a mouth that was made for kissing. Did you know that?”
“I—I . . .” Damn it, brain, kick in! “I can’t believe you just did that.”
Smooth.
“Why not?” Adam cocked his head. “It was fun. It felt good.”
Miranda fluttered like a startled pigeon. Adam still had a firm grip on her right hand, so she was forced to use her left to gesticulate wildly. “You can’t just go around kissing people because you feel like it! My God, where do you come from?”
“The West Village,” he said, as if that explained everything.

~ 15. fejezet

“Wait,” she gasped, shivering at the feel of Adam’s wide hand smoothing up and down her rib cage. “Wait, wait . . .”
“Mmm, what are we waiting for?” Adam asked, nuzzling at the hair behind her ear.
She giggled a touch hysterically. “Um, for my brain to catch up with my body?”
“No,” Adam protested. “You don’t need your brain for this. Let it take a nice rest someplace else. Just for a little while.”
Miranda collapsed forward, resting her forehead against Adam’s hard shoulder.
“I can’t,” she mourned. “My brain won’t stop thinking.”
“Stupid brain,” Adam said, his hands stilling on her ribs.

~ 18. fejezet

“Perfection isn’t the goal—the pursuit of perfection, though. (…) Striving for perfection, to be better all the time, to be flawless; that’s the goal.”

~ 23. fejezet

“I’m afraid this relationship is already on the rocks, though. Are you a Yankees fan?” Her tone suggested that she could have substituted “serial killer” for “Yankees fan.” (…)
“I’m a born-and-bred New Yorker,” he told her, emptying the hopefully correct amount of flour into the cornmeal mixture. “Of course I’m a Yankees fan.”
“You could be a Mets fan,” she grumbled. “You know, if you had a soul.”
“I enjoy watching a team that wins.” Adam shrugged. “Sue me.”

Kresley Cole - Lothaire

Gallery Books, 2012. január
Sorozat: Halhatatlanok sorozat 12.
Blogbejegyzésem: ITT
Egyéb: A könyv goodreads lapja.

~ 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.”

Kieran Kramer - When Harry Met Molly

St. Martin's Paperbacks, 2010. november
Sorozat: Lehetetlen agglegények sorozat 1.
Blogbejegyzésem: ITT
Egyéb: A könyv goodreads lapja.

~ 2. fejezet

“Someday,” she said, leaning toward Cedric, “someday you shall call me Molly. And you’ll never go back to calling me…Mary.”
“I beg to differ.” He slurped at his wine.
“I beg to differ.”
“You can’t. I already did.” He set his goblet down with a thunk.
“We both can. You don’t have a license to differ alone.”
Cedric scoffed. “You make no sen-sh.”
“I beg to differ,” she said.

~ 4. fejezet

“I’m sorry. A lady doesn’t hit people. Even though you deserve it, cavorting with a woman who’s no lady at all, running off with any man she sees!”
He scoffed. “Are you telling me you’re a lady? You put a thistle in my seat and a rock in my wine goblet last time I dined at Marble Hill.”
“That was a long time ago.”
“It was at Penelope and Roderick’s bon voyage celebration before they took the girls to Italy. Barely four months ago.”

~ 5. fejezet

“I should like to discuss this house party. Who will be there?”
Harry shifted in his seat. “You already know of most of them if you read the London papers.”
“I’m not supposed to,” said Molly. “Papa says they give me ideas.”
“Which means you read them anyway, don’t you?”

~ 6. fejezet

“I don’t want to kiss you, Harry.”
He rolled his eyes. “It doesn’t have to mean anything.”
“Are you sure?”
“Quite.” Harry strove to sound like an old, trusted friend. “A kiss is simply a kiss. Two mouths meeting. Nothing to fear.”
She appeared to be thinking. “I do kiss my horse sometimes,” she said. “Usually on the nose, but”—she put her hand to her mouth—“once I kissed him on the lips.”
She laughed outright. Some would say in a charming manner.
Not Harry, of course. But he could give her, at the very least, a modicum of a smile. “Kissing a man might be slightly different from kissing a horse,” he said, attempting to match her lighthearted tone.

~ 7. fejezet

Harry sighed. “Men like biddable women, Molly. Someone they don’t have to take too seriously, someone who entertains them but knows when to leave them to their other duties and interests.”
“Then I’m disgusted with all men.”

~ 11. fejezet

She was to be excused for feeling all mushy inside when she thought of Harry kissing her.
But she couldn’t let those mushy feelings continue. She must cease them immediately. So she thought about the time a much younger Harry had planted all her dolls head-first in a little vegetable garden she’d cultivated long ago.
That got her blood up.

~ 20. fejezet

Oh, God. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to remember the Magna Carta. Or…or anything.
Anything but what Molly was doing to him now.
“Touching you here excites me like almost nothing else,” she whispered in his ear. (…)
He opened his eyes and groaned. “If only you knew how much it excites me when you touch me there.”

~ 26. fejezet

She heard the smile in his voice and let out a shuddering breath. “Once again, I—I don’t know what to say.”
“Say nothing,” he said warmly. “Leaving a woman speechless is every man’s greatest delight.”

~ 27. fejezet

She lowered the paper. “That’s Emma! You’ve read it, haven’t you? It’s not been out long.”
“I can’t say that I have,” Harry confessed.
“Oh, but it’s wonderful!” Molly wriggled in her seat. “It’s all about this girl, Emma, who gets in the middle of everyone’s business because she thinks she knows best—”
“Wait. Are you sure it’s not called Molly?”