“She sort of had a mushroom childhood.''A what?''She was plunked down in the dark and fed a lot of bullshit.”

“Man up, Akane. World-wide destruction or talk to your mother.” When she didn’t answer right away, he shook her.“What? I’m thinking about it.”

“Moira’s made contact.” He grimaced. “She wants a pair of strap-on wings for some strange reason.”Robin shuddered delicately.“She also has a plan.” Jaden gave Robin a mock sympathetic look. “Be afraid.”Robin sighed and followed the vampire. Perhaps assigning the Blackthorns to watch Michaela hadn’t been his best idea. The thought of Michaela and Moira conspiring together had his gut clenching in terror.”

“Simon told me I should take you home and start making kits. What do you think?” Max looked down at her, love and lust glowing equally in his brilliant smile. “Max?” “What?” His tone was wary; he’d come to expect the unexpected when she used that particular tone of voice. “Will I give birth to a baby or a litter?” “Emma,” he groaned. “I mean, will we be feeding them baby formula or Kitten Chow?” “Emma!” “If they get stuck in a tree, who do we call? Does the fire department do kitten rescues anymore? This is important stuff to know, Lion-O!” “God save me.”

“She stared at the building covered in dead vines and wildly gyrating roses. Amara stifled a laugh as she watched them dance. "Could you do me a favor?" Mollie pushed her sweaty bangs out of her eyes with a shaking hand. "Hmm?" "The roses have started doing the Macarena, and it´s freaking me the fuck out. Could you make them stop?”

“You’re awfully confident for someone the size of a flea bite.”Robin almost laughed at the insult Kael muttered.Michaela did laugh. “I know, but I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve if someone decides to get frisky.” She made some idiotic motions with her hands and feet that Robin assumed were supposed to be some form of martial arts but looked more like a squirrel having seizures. “Take that, bad guys!”Robin couldn’t stop himself from patting her on the head. “You’re cute.”She wagged her finger in the air. “And lethal. Don’t forget lethal.” She waved toward the elevator. “And here we are.”

“She strode up some steps and banged on the door. "Now you play nice or I'll put you in the dog house."(Alannah)"Woof."(Christopher Beckett)”