Rage filled me at her words - cold, black, unending rage. Whatever happened to me, Mab would not hurt my sister again. She would not.

It was better to know what people were really like than put your trust in someone who just wanted to hurt you in the end.

You can work with me—or you can wade through the blood and bodies after I'm done.

What are you smiling at?’ - ‘Oh, nothing much. Just my hero

Have I ever told you how scary it is that you think of heels in terms of their possible shiv potential?

What did you expect? That he'd send you flowers and write you bad poetry? That dead Nemean prowler is pretty much as close to a stuffed animal as you're ever going to get from a Spartan like Logan Quinn.

Two students severely injured, you yourself covered in blood, a Reaper on the premises, a Fenrir wolf running around loose somewhere, and extensive property damage to the resort. Well?" Nickamedes snapped. "What do you have to say for yourself, Gwendolyn?" I thought for a second, then grinned at him. "I followed your directions exactly. I never set one foot outside the hotel.