“Maybe she's got a Facebook page, like every other kid in America. We could put something on her wall."Her eyes lit up very briefly before she slumped. "No, she's far too paranoid for that.""I was joking.""Yes, but you know how kids are about Facebook.""But she's hiding from an eight-foot-tall sociopathic werewolf wizard who can call down lightning bolts.""We're also talking about Facebook."Tristan contemplated her. "I think I need to feed you. Your blood sugar must be getting low.”

“Hey, I can cook.""How do you know? You haven't eaten anything since before the Norman Conquest.""I've never had any complaints.""Given the infants you date, I'm not surprised. You could serve them sawdust and they'd eat it with a smile, dazzled by the swing of your broadsword.""What do you know about the swing of my broadsword?""More than I care to. Women talk."Which shut him up, as he started wondering who'd said what.”

“She said to the Daisy girl with her big brown eyes: 'I will not have it plain. No. Fancy. It must be fancy!' She meant her future. A moon-daisy dropped to the floor, down from her hair, like a faintly derisive sign from heaven.”

“Has anybody ever told you you're an evil woman?" -Reece"Who, me?" -Erin"Yes, you." -Reece"Li'l ole me?" -Erin"Sadistic goddess you, yes." -Reece"Do you want me to stop?" -Erin"Do you want me to hold you down and bang you like a screen door?" -Reece"Don't threaten the sadisticgoddess, Reece." -Erin”

“Everything went black in the shocking folds of his embrace. She was very startled and near to sobbing.'Caw, caw,' echoed his raincoat.'Don't be frightened,' he said. 'It is only poor Finn, who will do you no harm.'She recovered herself a little, though she was still trembling. She could see her own face reflected in little in the black pupils of his subaqueous eyes. She still looked the same. She saluted herself. He was only a little taller than she and their eyes were almost level. Remotely, she wished him three inches taller. Or four. She felt the warm breath from his wild beast's mouth softly, against her cheek. She did not move. Stiff, wooden, and unresponsive, she stood in his arms and watched herself in his eyes. It was a comfort to see herself as she thought she looked.'Oh, get it over with, get it over with,' she urged furiously under her breath.He was grinning like Pan in a wood. He kissed her, closing his eyes so that she could not see herself any more. His lips were wet and rough, cracked. It might have been anybody, kissing her, and besides, she did not know him well, if at all. She wondered why he was doing this, putting his mouth on her own undesiring one, softly moving his body against her. What was the need? She felt a long way away from him, and superior, also.”

“No. No he didn't break you, my dear." Inhuman eyes probed hers delicately. "The most he managed was a bend here and there. Apparently he has forgotten that the beat of the hammer in the flame's heart only strengthens a good blade.”

“Emil glowered and shot back, “Like you didn’t leave her in shambles. How could you claim to love her, yet stand back and watch as she went through that kind of pain? Don’t act so noble. You know you’re the reason she came to me. To me, Night, she wanted me.” Emil’s entire countenance changed, even his voice.Everything about him became darker.”