Chloe Jacobs is a native of nowhere and everywhere, having jumped around to practically every Province of Canada before finally settling in Ontario where she has now been living for a respectable number of years. Her husband and son are the two best people in the entire world, but they also make her wish she'd at least gotten a female cat. No such luck. And although the day job keeps her busy, she carves out as much time as possible to write. Bringing new characters to life and finding out what makes them tick and how badly she can make them suffer is one of her greatest pleasures, almost better than chocolate and fuzzy pink bunny slippers.
“Greta: “Oh, it’s on, babe.” She tossed her long braid over her shoulder with a grin. “Try to keep up, will you?” ~Greta; #Greta2”
“Hell.” Straightening, she stepped out from the pile of stacked crates. “You’re going to make me save your bony ass, aren’t you?” ~Greta; #Greta2”
“Fake it ‘til you make it – universal clause in the unwritten hunter’s code." #Greta2”
“Waiting sucked. Waiting was torture. Waiting was so not her strength." ~ Greta; #Greta2”
“Then how about because you challenge me?" he said. "You provoke me, excite me. Make me think about things I shouldn't think about, want things I thought would be impossible once I became king.”
“Maybe you've forgotten, but I don't play nicely with others.""On the contrary, I think the two of us would play very well together.”
“No matter who you are or where you come from, we're the same. We were meant to be together.”
“Don't you understand anything?" He shook her. "It never mattered what you are, or what I should have done. Not since the very beginning. I fought my own uncle to keep you safe. I've fought my own people. I have no intention of letting the demon have you now. You're mine.”
“I’m in your mind, getting to know every part of you. You can put up walls, but sooner or later I’ll break down every last one. There won’t be any secret you can keep or any part of you I don’t know…Intimately.”
“You’re deluding yourself if you think you can know who I am or what I want from spying on me in my dreams. Therein lies a realm of fantasy, and while it’s an interesting place to visit every once in a while, we both have to live in the real world, don’t we?”