Bethany K. Lovell Quotes

#1. Oh good, they were yelling again. Dysfunctional didn't begin to cover it.

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#2. No way was Tori going to play nanny to Sleepover Barbie, thank you very much. Not no... not hell no... fucking uh-uh!

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#3. Yes, Ryn, a woman. A soldier who has taken the heads of gods, escaped from countless prisons and dungeons, and decimated an army of mortals by herself. Do not underestimate her simply because she wears a bra.

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#4. A ballsy killer with the body of a goddess and the mouth of a sailor - in his eyes, that was perfection.

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#5. Maybe the abomination had infected her with his claws after all, and this was all some kind of fevered hallucination. This shit was crazy enough to qualify as a dream, right?

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#6. We're like magnets, and I can't resist the pull. (Ryn)

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#7. Dead body in the hall, hardly any light, a corridor full of closed doors... she'd seen this movie before. It didn't end well.

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#8. He had to keep tearing his gaze from her chest, because this was so not the time to be caught up in lust. This was shit creek, and they were without paddles.

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#9. It looked good on paper- a little blood, a little death, a small resurrection- but it usually ended in a lot of carnage and an extremely painful, permanent death.

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#10. If the girl had been one of her sisters, she'd just knock her into the wall until she let go and then lecture her for the next hour about being a cry-baby girl.

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#11. Tori felt like she'd accidentally wandered into the men's locker room. Everywhere she looked there was rippling muscle. Testosterone hung thick in the air, and she had the overwhelming urge to chop some wood or fix a carburetor... maybe skin an animal or two.

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#12. Clearly she wasn't just on the Whack-a-doo Express; she was driving the fucker.

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#13. Something should be said here - she should ask him where his home was, maybe compliment him on his choice of pants, or perhaps inquire if he'd mind if she climbed him like Mount Kadish and had her way with him right here and now.

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#14. He tried to picture her in battle, covered in gore and swinging a blade - would she be silent and barbarous or would she flit through the fray, making sarcastic comments as she casually dealt deathblows?

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#15. Dancing and fighting weren't that different, really. So what if she looked like she'd accidentally stuck her sword in a light socket every time she hit a dance floor? She could definitely throw down some fancy footwork while wielding said sword.

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#16. If Adie wanted to drink her blood and could give her the answers she needed, Tori would provide the straw herself.

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