Lilith Saintcrow
Better to be strong than pretty and useless.Collection: Inspirational
What you cannot escape, you must fight; what you cannot fight, you must endure.Collection: Fighting
Sometimes, as much as writing saves one’s own life, you cannot imagine how it will save another’s. This is another reason why it is important to do the work, over and over again. It is food, the kind a soul needs.Collection: Writing
People don’t really want to know anything about you. They just want you to fit into their little predetermined slots. They decide what you are in the first two seconds, and they only get nervous or upset if you don’t live up to their snap judgments.Collection: Two
His thumb stroked my cheek. My eyes half-closed. When he spoke next, it was very softly, his voice an almost-physical caress against my whole body. My flesh tightened like a harpstring. I swallowed hard against the wave of liquid heat. "How can I possibly be jealous when I know you spent your time grieving for me, Dante?Collection: Jealous
I sensed him leaning forward. It's weird to feel someone's attention on you that way, like you're the only thing in the world they're listening to. Most of the time people are distracted, or just thinking about what they're going to say next.Collection: Thinking
What you can't run away from, you have to faceCollection: Running
Death did not play favorites—He loved all equally. What you cannot escape, you must fight; what you cannot fight, you must endure . The god's voice—not quite words, just a thread of meaning laid in my receptive mind—Collection: Fighting
I don't believe in getting clothes that just look pretty or that'll fall apart—they have to stand up to a lot of abuse.Collection: Believe
But it's a whole lot easier to keep[secrets] when you've got someone else who knows breathing in the same room. Carrying them alone is like having a huge spiky weight digging into your shoulders and chest, a weight you can't shift even while you're sleeping.Collection: Sleep
His smell—the scent of a demon, cinnamon incense, amber musk—wrapped around me, filled my lungs. I felt like I could breathe again, without every breath being tainted by the stench of dying cells. The smell of him seemed to coat my abused insides with peace, and flow down into the middle of my body to spread through my veins. I filled my lungs again. While I could, before what was undoubtedly a hallucination vanished.Collection: Cells
Oh, the testosterone. You could have cut it with a cafeteria spoon.Collection: Cutting
Some of the djamphir are so pretty it almost hurts to look at them. And it was hard to look without feeling rumpled and messy in comparison.Collection: Hurt
Touch me again, and it will be your last act in life - Blue Eyes.Collection: Eye
I guess since the groin is the center of a guy's world, he rarely guesses it isn't the center of yours.Collection: Guy
His eyes were green chips of flame, and the growl was so thick it blurred the air around him, the sound of a very pissed off skinchanger.Collection: Eye
I was always holding onto people, and they were always leaving.Collection: Death
I looked like a ghost. And I should know. I’ve seen a few.Collection: Ghost
Next to her, even the prettiest djamphir boys looked gawky.Collection: Boys
Are you listening, little bird?Collection: Bird
The end of a gun looks very big and very back when it's staring you in the face.Collection: Gun
Christophe, with the careful tone of an adult telling a kid not to pet the nice foaming-rabid pooch.Collection: Nice
If something is visceral and unsettling for me, my job is to not look away, not to punk out. Sometimes the dark things come from places inside me, experiences Ive had, that need to be transformed.Collection: Jobs
Some days, a killing spree seems like a good idea.Collection: Ideas
There was a hole inside her, and it twisted.Collection: Twisted
I caught the look Benjamin gave me. "What?" "Nothing. We just thought a svetocha would be more, well, difficult." Leon's mouth twitched. "I do seriously want a slushie." I tried a tentative smile. I definitely liked him now. "I haven't had one in ages. Maybe the guys outside—the double blonds—would want one, too?" For some reason Leon found that utterly fricking hysterical. He snorted and chuckled all the way through Housewares to the Health and Beauty section, and even Benjamin unbent enough to grin.Collection: Guy
It wasn't sarcasm." Graves blew out a cloud of acrid smoke. "It was pointing out a fallacy in your logic, babe." Anna's jaw actually dropped. For a moment, I wasn't sure if I should laugh or push him out of the room. Way to go, Graves.Collection: Sarcasm
He'd pulled back a little, just with his lower half, and I was afraid the scorch in my cheeks would set fire to the rest of me, because I an idea why. Wow. Oh wow.Collection: Fire
"So you're a dom, huh? Nice." I stabbed my pancakes again. "Kinky." "You're the one who ties people up, babe."Collection: Nice
You can't ever stop thinking something quick enough. Something that hurts always gets the knife in too fast for you to slam a lid on it and shove it away.Collection: Hurt
He wiped away the tears, tenderly, and I forgot to weep as he told me silently everything I always wanted to hear.Collection: Tears
I don't even have moderately big breasticles. They just look like - well, nevermind what they look like. At least they stay strapped down when I worm into a sports bra.Collection: Sports
His shoulder bumped mine again. "Can I ask you something?" I didn't answer. He was going to ask me anyway. People don't say that if they don't want to pry something out of you.Collection: People
Boys always get the best eyelashes; it's like some kind of cosmic law. And half-breed kids get some kind of extra help there from genetics, too.Collection: Kids
I went to the entrance to the restroom, where the hallway did a sharp bend so nobody could peek into the girls' pee-palace.Collection: Girl
I thought I'd pay you a visit, my dear. Since you're so interesting." My mouth shifted into high gear, leaving my brain behind. "You know, you're the second guy in a few days to call me that. You should be more creative.Collection: Interesting
And now here he was in my kitchen. Smelling like apple pies and looking at me with a direct seriousness that made him even cuter. The bruising spreading up the side of his face had halted, and under it he was very pretty. Not jock-pretty, or the hurtful kind of pretty that tells you a guy is too busy taking care of his royal self to think about you.Collection: Thinking
The smell of apple pies didn't quite fill the house, but it was there, a thread under everything else. It was kind of hard to take Christophe seriously when he smelled like baked goods. I wondered if other djampjir smelled like Hostess Twinkies and sniggered to myself.Collection: Smell
And you know, I believed him. What girl wouldn't?Collection: Girl
Graves: It’s going to snow. Dru Anderson: Thanks for the warning. Graves: Hey, no problem. First one’s free.Collection: Snow
Would I be as strong as that once I did that thing Christophe was talking about? Blooming? Would I smell like a bakery item? Or was that just him? Did he use pie filling for cologne?Collection: Strong
I was feeling safe. Not the kind of safe where you know there are still bad things howling outside the door waiting to get in. No, it was the kind of safe where you sink down in your bed at the end of the day and know you can go to sleep and everything is going to be the same tomorrow.Collection: Sleep
They all looked like a shampoo commercial, healthy and clear-skinned, perfectly proportioned, a group of handsome young men. Their clothes hung on them like they were glad to be gracing such supermodels.Collection: Men
I wasn't sure if the word boys should mean dim or incomprehensible. I was hovering between the two, with a healthy dose of testosterone-poisoned.Collection: Mean
He laughed. The laugh could strip the skin off an elephant in seconds.Collection: Elephants
You're my friend, Danny. You understand? There's no debt between friends." Maybe it's just that the debt gets so high you stop counting it.Collection: Debt
Really, I scolded myself, you should have known that you'd end up in a stone dungeon with no facilities. That's how these things always end up, isn't it?Collection: Should Have
It truly sucks to doubt your friends when you only have one or two of them, I realized.Collection: Two
He hadn't told me everything, but I'd left him for dead. I guess we were just about even...Collection: Left
Jesus, you've got a death wish." "Right now I have a bathroom-and-sleep-somewhere safe wish, kid.Collection: Jesus