Top 75 Faith Hunter Quotes
#1. I figured Katie was likely swimming in blood. Ick. I looked at the moon and judged that the bloodletting took over two hours before Sabina called a halt by saying words I didn't understand, in French, or Latin, or Mandarin for all I knew.
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#2. Yes. Knock and it shall be opened to you. The gift of wisdom can be found, if one wishes to search for it, and is willing to be altered by it. It is not a gift given without cost or transformation, nor one to be used lightly.
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#3. The man was so smooth he wouldn't slide on an oil slick.
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#4. You know how to cook steak?" he asked, his voice warming slightly.
"Light a match under it. If it doesn't kick, it's dead and done.
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#5. If I accepted, Edmund would be our vampire servant." "Come to think of it, that sounds all kinds-a classy. He could clean our toilets. See you soon, babe.
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#6. I'm totally out of his league. You know? He's British. He was raised by a Lady. As in a capital L Lady. He dates vamps, some of whom are royalty. I mean, I was raised in a children's home."
"And you can hold your own anywhere with anyone, Janie," Alex said, staunchly.
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#7. Since no one said anything, I decided to make offense my best ... offense. You didn't call me up here to kill me, did you? Or to pay me back for staking you? Because the last time I saw you upright, you were ... rude.
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#8. For a reason or a season,' he said. 'For a year or a lifetime. For a poem or a song. For a victorious battle or a bloody death. For honor. I would stand by you for as long as I might live.
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#9. Humans are insane. We kill our own people, starve our own people, sell them, work them to death, beat them, don't give them affordable/free/good healthcare, and let them live in misery, while a few of us have - we have all we want. We are evil.
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#10. My ears were mostly gone from the concussion of the explosives and shotguns,
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#11. Alarm stole over me on little kitten feet.
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#12. There are lots of antagonists in the 'Jane Yellowrock' series, but one stands out as uber-evil to me, and that is Lucas DeAllyon.
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#13. Chicken, yeah, that's me. I'd rather fight an old rogue-vamp in my underwear, with my bare hands, than deal with relationship problems.
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#14. Sometimes when the poop hits the fan we should block it and run, sometimes we should haul off and knock it for a loop back at the spinning blades. Wisdom is knowing two things. One is which time is which. The other is that no matter what you do you're gonna get crap on your hand.
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#15. My brother has absolutely no sense of self-preservation or survival instinct," Eli said. "He has no idea we're out here. We could be silver-eating, flesh-regenerating, vampire zombies, and when we busted through the door to eat his brilliant brain, he'd look up and say, 'Huh?
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#16. I would give," he said, his voice rough, "everything I am to keep you from being hurt.
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#17. Do you cook too?" he asked, the tone teasing. " 'Cause any woman who does a weapon striptease, handles a Benelli like she knows how to use it, and can cook, pushes all my buttons.
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#18. You deserve someone who will honor you first and last. And if you choose a man who dishonors you, then you are not the woman I believe you to be.
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#20. Some of the vamps formed into smaller groups, to chat or plot or whatever vamps did at undead nonfunerals. Oddly, they talked about the stock market and the latest flare-up in the Middle East, like any well-educated group of humans. It was almost as disorienting as hearing them quote Jesus. Then,
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#21. I figured even the most jaded and cynical inhabitant might report a bloody girl in a party dress carrying a severed head by its hair.
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#22. As a vamp killer for hire, I travel light.
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#23. You hurt her and I'll skin you alive and feed your carcass to the wild boars in the swamps. You copy?
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#24. You been going through my undies?" I asked. Bruiser's mouth twitched. " 'Cause all I got with me are the travel undies. The leather, silk, and lace stuff is all in the mountains."
"You got leather undies?" Bruiser asked, intrigued. [ ... ]
I smiled, showing teeth. "Nope.
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#25. New beginnings often started with the broken bits and shattered pieces of the old.
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#26. He have a modified shrug that tilted one shoulder forward,
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#27. Never admit you're wrong when silence lies that you're right.
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#28. Sometimes ignoring people's anger made them calm down.
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#29. Really sucked the red off of all my candy.
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#30. I chose these things because they seemed to speak to the heart of you. To the deep darkness that is part of you. That still, lightless, solemn place where, I think, no one has ever gone.
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#31. Or they aliens like that professor with the hair say. I wasn't sure who uni lisi was talking about,
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#32. My yoga practice was and will always be a spiritual experience. I can honestly say, "Yoga delivered me back to GOD!"
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#33. Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord,'" I whispered, the words familiar from Scripture. "But not this time, God. You had your chance.
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#35. Nothing so good as bein' right with Jesus, my sister. I was being evangelized by an ex-con.
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#36. According to Francis, Narkis and Zoltar have been plotting against their dad."
"He did name his boys Narkis and Zoltar."
"Good point. I'd have shot him too.
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#37. Shelter dogs are the most loving, wonderful, sweet pets in the world. They understand being rescued, loved, and protected. The hubs and I have 2 rescued 11-yr-old Pomeranians, who adore us.
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#38. But nothing in life was set in stone and nothing in life is promised us. Not happiness, not joy, not love. Everything was variable and mutable and inconstant.
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#39. Crap was not a bad word. It was the shortened name of the marketing genius of the best known flush toilet, John Crapper. Really.
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#40. You're robbing the cradle, then," he said. Humor filled his face. "You're a cougar."
Laughter burbled out of me, part of it relieved nerves, the other part surprise at the play on words. "I'm not that kind of cougar," I said, my tone lofty.
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#41. Thank you, Sabina. Oh. One more thing. Tonight, a white werewolf stuck in wolf form, one who met the angel Hayyel, ran up and bit the foot of Joses Bar-Judas. Should I be worried?
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#42. Back to work. If I'm [writing] I'm not thinking about the crazy.
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#43. Humans wore skin and clothes - many clothes instead of fur. Would have been smarter to grow fur, but humans were never smart.
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#44. I stared at Amaury, maintaining a half-smile and attitude until Joanne got back. Then I said, "I understand we have to talk to the chief suckhead of New Orleans." When in doubt, go for crass.
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#46. I didn't need protecting and men seemed to sense that. It bothered a lot of them.
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#47. How can you stay worried when someone gives you warm chocolate chip cookies?
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#48. I also know about running away," I said, when staying around is so much harder. And I know the happiness, the"-I searched for a word and had to settle on- "the joy when sticking around and fighting things mean I get to keep the people I love near me.
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#49. I adore burgers. I know they are bad for me, and only technically a sandwich, but a well made burger, juicy and hot off the grill, is wonderful!
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#50. Maneuvered the bike off the road near a ditch and cut the engine.
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#51. My fault? It could be. So much was my fault, the result of my actions or decisions. Sabina
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#52. Vamps who are dying, or think they are, give a piercing, eardrum-bursting shriek, like the love child of a screech owl and a mountain lion on crystal meth, amplified like a seventies rock band.
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#53. Admitting that Katie had taken too much blood was on par with saying an adult human had pooped their pants or eaten their own boogers!
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#54. Yeah. You treat him like a son or a soldier, instead of like a brother. He wants you to like him and admire him and love him. Maybe in that order.
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#55. Like something Disney might have envisioned if he'd taken a dose of LSD, backed up with a serving of psilocybin mushrooms, and a quart of tequila.
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#56. You let the cops in. Thy've brought in a ram to take down the front door. A white chick in an evening gown will settle the cops faster than a brother with guns.
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#57. I've spent all the years since full of guilt and misery, even though I didn't remember it. I've let it run my thoughts, my plans, my whole life. But the experience doesn't own me. I own it. What I do with it is up to me, just like what Molly does with her death magic is up to her.
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#58. The aroma of tea mixed with the scent of old books, leather chairs, and wool from the carpet in a soothing fusion.
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#59. Hey, my brother," Eli said, sounding friendly and casual. "Let's chat about this first, before I hafta kill you and then figure out where to bury the body. Though I'm thinking out in a bayou, somewhere close to gators, you dig?
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#60. had the misfortune of meeting up a parish employee
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#61. When you hand-wash my shirt, be sure to let it soak, you thug."
"Yes, dear," Eli said, accepting his weapons from Nunez, who clearly didn't know what to make of us or our relationship.
"He's my brother," I said to Nunez. "You can see the resemblance in the jawline and the snark line.
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#62. Walk softly and carry a big stick. Or stomp loudly and carry enough firepower to start a small war. Whatever worked
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#64. Beast had once informed me that humans were hunters only by luck and because they had opposable thumbs.
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#65. Hey, uh, you know. Um. If you're alive, uh, call me." I looked at the screen and said, "It's Jane." I closed the phone, thinking, Lame. I am so lame.
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#66. Men who had the capacity to apologize - and who knew the right words with which to do it - were few and far between.
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#67. Yet understanding one's own nature is often a first step to personal growth. All this psychological crap was making me irritable.
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#68. Pissed off is not the same as well armed," he agreed, leading the way into the house. "I'll remember that.
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#69. You don't have to shout from the mountaintops. Sometimes power comes in a soft, calm, compassionate way, like a quiet warrior.
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#71. Jodi in tactical gear was something to behold. Pert, a lot shorter than I am, blond hair tucked under a helmet, cinched into body armor never intended to mold to the body of a curvy woman. Ugly but efficient attire. Someone needs to talk to armor designers about female body shapes and style.
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#72. It looked to me like a vamp version of a pissing contest. Men will be boys.
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#73. They go in a vase. On the nighstand by your bed. Or on the kitchen table. Or on the coffee table in the living room. They go where you can see them most often, and, seeing them, remember that you deserve flowers.
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#74. I could be patient. I could. If they'd hurry up.
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#75. The bluff on which Natchez sat was huge, and the road zigged and zagged and curled and twisted and dropped - like something Dr. Seuss might have imagined in a book titled The Cat in the Hat Drinks Blood.
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