I was alive, they were not. Go me.
Cassie, Touch the Dark
To know Pritkin was to want to kill him, but so far I'd resisted temptation.
Cassie, Embrace the Night
“Look, I need something-"
"Evidently."
"Don't get all British on me," I snapped as his accent went clipped. That usually precipitated a hissy fit, but I was already having one and we didn't get to do that at the same time.
Cassie, Tempt the Stars
Pritkin was annoying, stubborn, secretive, impatient, and rude. He has the tact of a Parris Island drill sergeant and the charm of a barbed-wire fence. He regularly made me want to slap him and other people want to shoot him, and that was without even trying. I'd probably yelled at him more than anybody else in my entire life, and I'd known him less than two months. And yet he was also loyal and honest and brave and weirdly kind. Most of the time, I didn't understand him at all.
Cassie, Hunt the Moon
For a moment, he almost looked like his fire-self: a glowing sprite thrumming with barely repressed energy. Then he suddenly looked back at me.
“I see you.”
You always did, I thought, watching sparks dance in his eyes.
Cassie, Ride the Storm
“If he gets you, I get this much,” he said, and kissed me.
John Pritkin/Myrddin to Cassie, Ride the Storm
If you’re going to be a bitch, might as well be a big bitch, I thought, a little hysterically.
Dory, Fury's Kiss
“Sure you are,” I grunted, really putting my back into it. “Next you’ll be telling me you’re my boyfriend come to get me out of this.”
He burst out laughing, since clearly, he was off his head.
Dory, Fury's Kiss
I gestured at my pathetic outfit, at my missing patch of hair, and at the general me-ness of the moment. "Do I look like a person with a plan?"
He wisely did not answer that.
Cassie, Ignite the Fire: Incendiary
"Are you insane?"
Oh good, he got it, John thought, and extricated his wrist. "Don't worry, you don't have to come."
Siren's Song
