I know who and what I am. I am the Executioner, and I don't date vampires. I kill them.

I wondered if I had offended him. I wondered if I cared.

Jesus, are all vampires over two hundred perverts?" "I am over two hundred," Jean-Claude said. "I rest my case.

If you’re alive, don’t move, if you’re dead, don’t worry about it.

He ordered food with a childlike glee and watched me eat, tasting it as I did. In private he'd roll on his back like a cat, hands pressed to his mouth as if trying to drain every taste. It was the only thing he did that was cute. He was gorgeous, sensual, but rarely cute. - Anita Blake about Jean-Claude

a pink taffeta evening gown. It looked like it had run away from a junior high prom... The dress looked like a petunia on steroids to me.

Oh, no, a leopard blew up and plastered itself all over everything, but hey, animal print was in this year.