Ilona Andrews Quotes That Will Inspire You to Live Your Best Life

1. ...sometimes what you go looking for isn't as important as what you leave behind. One Fell Sweep

2. Because he has the best equipment in the City and he knows how to use it! Magic Bleeds

3. Curran looked back at me. "Why is it you always attract creeps?""You tell me." Ha! Walked right into that one, yes, he did. Magic Strikes

4. Did he just rip out the engine?" I asked."Yes", Saiman said. "And now he is demolishing the Maserati with it."Ten seconds later Curran hurled the twisted wreck of black and orange that used to be the Maserati into the wall.The first melodic notes of an old song came from the computer. I glanced at Saiman.He shrugged. "It begged for a soundtrack. Magic Slays

5. 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. Magic Bleeds

6. Georgie, stop trying to resurrect the shoes. They were never alive in the first place. On the Edge

7. He’d spent the night in the boat. Next to the spaghetti queen.William glanced at the hobo girl. She sat across from him, huddled in a clump. Her stench had gotten worse overnight, probably from the dampness. Another night like the last one, and he might snap and dunk her into that river just to clear the air.She saw him looking. Dark eyes regarded him with slight scorn.William leaned forward and pointed at the river. I don’t know why you rolled in spaghetti sauce, he said in a confidential voice. I don’t really care. But that water over there won’t hurt you. Try washing it off.She stuck her tongue out.Maybe after you’re clean, he said.Her eyes widened. She stared at him for a long moment. A little crazy spark lit up in her dark irises. She raised her finger, licked it, and rubbed some dirt off her forehead.Now what?The girl showed him her stained finger and reached toward him slowly, aiming for his face.No, William said. Bad hobo.The finger kept coming closer. Bayou Moon

8. Help me, I can’t breathe, your ego is pushing all the air out of the room. Magic Slays

9. His Majesty needs a can-I girl anyway. And I'm not it.""A can-I girl?" Andrea frowned. I leaned back. "'Can I fetch your food, Your Majesty? Can I tell you how strong and mighty you are, Your Majesty? Can I pick your fleas, Your Majesty? Can I kiss your ass, Your Majesty? Can I..." It dawned on me that Raphael was sitting very still. Frozen, like a statue, his gaze fixed on the point above my head. "He's standing behind me, isn't he?" Andrea nodded slowly."Technically it should be 'may I'," Curran said, his voice deeper than I remembered. "Since you're asking for permission." Why me? "To answer your question, yes, you may kiss my ass. Normally I prefer maintain my personal space, but you're a Friend of the Pack and your services have proven useful once or twice. I strive to accommodate the wishes of persons friendly to my people. My only question is, would kissing my ass be obeisance, grooming, or foreplay? Magic Strikes

10. I came to the table, pulled up a chair, and sat. Everyone brought a pet. I feel left out. An enthusiastic howl broke the silence, and Grendel bounded through the doorway. He galloped through the steak house, skidded on the floor, smashed into my chair, and dropped a dead rat on my lap. Awesome. Magic Slays

11. I can't give you the white picket fence, and if I did, you'd set it on fire. Magic Bleeds

12. I gave him my best cryptic smile. He did not fall down to his feet, kiss my shoes, and promise me the world. I must be getting rusty. Magic Bites

13. I ripped my left arm out of his hand and slammed my elbow into his solar plexus. He exhaled in a gasp. I lunged for the dagger and sat on top of him, my knees pinning his arms, my dagger on his throat.He lay still. I give up, he said and smiled. Your move.Er. I was sitting atop the Beast Lord in my underwear, holding a knife to his throat. What the hell was my next move? Magic Strikes

14. I was conceived because it would be good for my House to have an heir and because my parents' genes ticked the right set of boxes. You were probably conceived because your parents loved each other.""According to our mother," Bern said, "he was conceived because she was too wasted to remember a rubber."Mad Rogan stopped chewing."I was conceived because my mother skipped bail. Her boyfriend at the time threatened to call the cops on her so she had to do something to keep him from doing it," Bern said helpfully.Awesome. Just the right kind of information to share."Aunt Giselea isn't the best mother," I said. "There's one in every family. Burn for Me

15. I've never created a riot before. I did cause a brawl at the last formal. A large number of young women there actually arrived with the expectation of seducing me into matrimony, and a couple of their mothers came to blows. It was hilari—I mean, dreadful. Simply dreadful. On the Edge

16. I’d missed him so much, it almost hurt. It started the moment I left the Keep and nagged at me all day. Every day I had to fight with myself to keep from making up bullshit reasons to call the Keep so I could hear his voice. My only saving grace was that Curran wasn’t handling this whole mating thing any better. Yesterday he’d called me at the office claiming that he couldn’t find his socks. We talked for two hours. Magic Slays

17. If I fought for them and was crippled, they would all say nice things,and then they would replace me and forget I was ever there. You would stay with me. You would take care of me, because you love me. I love you too, Kate. If you ever became hurt, I would not leave you.I’ll be there. Wherever you want‘there’ to be.-Curran to Kate Magic Slays

18. 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? Magic Bleeds

19. It's a reflex. Hear a bell, get food. See an undead, throw a knife. Same thing, really. Magic Bites

20. Just wait until he figures out I shut him out of his slut hut. Magic Bleeds

21. What's that?""That's my attack poodle. Magic Bleeds

22. What’s this A needle.What should I do with it He’d walked right into it. Too easy. Please use it to pop your head. It’s obscuring my view of the room. Magic Bleeds

23. 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. Magic Bleeds

24. I have a serious question.""I will give a serious answer.""Can a god be killed?"The humor drained from Roman's face. "Well, that depends on if you're a pantheist or a Marxist.""What's the difference?""The first believes that divinity is the universe. The two are synonymous and nonexistent without each other. The second believes in anthropocentrism, seeing man in the center of the universe, and god as just an invention of human conscience. Of course, if you follow Nietzsche, you can kill God just by thinking about him. Gunmetal Magic