I can't give you the white picket fence, and if I did, you'd... - Ilona Andrews, Magic Bleeds
"I can't give you the white picket fence, and if I did, you'd set it on fire."
"I can't give you the white picket fence, and if I did, you'd set it on fire."
"Everybody has something, that one thing they must do to feel happy. I think this is yours, and I want you to be happy. You don’t have to do it, but it’s here if you choose to come back to it."
"It seems that the young woman made some indelicate suggestion of a threesome...When I got there, Miss Nash was standing by the hot tub in a small bikini, pointing the business end of a SIG-Sauer P-226 at her fella and concerned members of the hotel staff, while dunking the scantily clad female's head under the water and asking, "Who's diving for clams now, bitch?"
"What's that?""That's my attack poodle."
"Would you like to borrow a pair of my panties to wave around at the next Council meeting to get the point across?”His eyes flashed. “Got any to spare?” I could’ve picked somebody rational. But no, I had to fall in love with this arrogant idiot. Come to the Keep with me, be my princess. Mourn me when your crazy dad kills me. Yeah, right."
"Because he has the best equipment in the City and he knows how to use it!"