Top 36 Laura Oliva Quotes
#1. His raspy voice cut through the blackness, darker than the blackness. 'Mine.
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#2. Durbin's sunglasses were gone, and his gray eyes sparkled up at her. He winked. "Take care of yourself, Dr. Venkman."
Lena bit back a grin. "You too, Dana Barrett.
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#3. Father Gregory laid a hand on his shoulder. "Sometimes life knocks us to our knees." His hand tightened briefly. "But that's a damn good position to pray from.
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#4. Even her beauty had sharp edges. Her long ebony hair was cut like a razor blade. Her face was strong and fine.But her eyes. A milky green, they betrayed an air of vulnerability she seemed desperate to hide.
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#5. Do you have protection?"
"Sure do." Durbin flipped up his jacket to reveal the M9 in his shoulder holster. "You people can keep your superstitious mumbo-jumbo. I have all the protection I need.
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#6. Something that sounded like ripping metal shredded the deadly quiet. The inaudible bass smoothed into a low, steady hum. Outside, a low, mechanical growl rumbled closer and closer. Darius caught his breath. He knew that sound, and it wasn't magic.
It was a motorcycle.
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#7. Are you here about the infestation?"
MacMillian stiffened. "I don't ... We aren't-"
Lena cleared her throat. "I'm afraid bugs aren't really our specialty."
"Not bugs." The woman shook her head vigorously. "Ghosts. Whole place is crawling with 'em.
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#9. Of course you had to pick the dive-y-est dive bar this side of Market. I think that door handle just gave me a venereal disease.
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#10. Ain't good to talk too much about infernal affairs if you can avoid it. Tends to make certain things stand up and pay attention.
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#11. MacMillian pinched the bridge of his nose. Conspiracy theories, secret societies ... what the hell had he gotten himself into? What was next? Vampires? Werewolves?
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#12. What was she doing here? Private detectives were for insecure housewives, parents of troubled teens, bent old ladies who'd forgotten where they parked. She was none of the above. She was a sane, stable, capable adult. Yet here she was.
Desperate times, and all that.
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#13. Have I ever told you you're like some kind of occult superhero? Georgia Clare: bookkeeper by day, badass biker witch by night. Seriously, you should put that on your business cards.
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#14. It was not accustomed to being summoned.
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#15. The Toyota plowed headlong into the boy. But there was no impact. No screams, no blood, no bending metal.
The boy simply dematerialized in a swirl of white light.
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#16. The way he smiled with just one corner of his mouth said he'd show her a good time if she let him.
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#17. MacMillian steepled his fingers on the head of his cane. Anticipation rose in his chest. Lena and Cyrus Alan might have an advantage over him when it came to hunting ghosts, but this was where he excelled. This part of the game was all about patterns. He saw patterns. Always had.
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#18. Let me get this straight." He struggled to form the words. "You're telling me all the conspiracy nuts are right? The Freemasons, the Illuminati, Area 51- all that shit's real?
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#19. Durbin looked from one of them to another, and shook his head. "So what is all this, exactly? Who are you people, the Ghostbusters?"
"Hell, no." Lena clasped Georgia's shoulder while the other woman helped her into a sitting position. "Bill Murray's got nothing on me.
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#20. MacMillian narrowed his eyes at the man in the fedora. Neither he nor his friend looked a day older than nineteen, at most. "You're a ... minister?"
The man's lips twitched. "Of sorts.
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#21. It had been a week since he'd ambushed her. She'd hoped the lack of contact would get him out of her mind. Instead, she felt like a junkie whose drug of choice was being withheld.
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#22. You don't limp at all. Your recovery is going well."
"Yes." Though whether someone ever fully recovered from losing a limb, he didn't know. He sure as hell hadn't. It had been five years, and still there were days when the pain in his nonexistent leg was enough to drive him out of his mind.
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#23. When had she moved so close? Her brain screamed at her to back away. She would regret this. She already regretted this.
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#24. A chaotic mix of emotions churned inside him. Relief. Anger. Longing. She was the last person in the world he wanted to see. She was the only person in the world he wanted to see.
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#26. Wrong. This was wrong. A list of words raced through his head. Apostate, heretic, pagan.
Witch.
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#27. Bez blew out a breath and leaned heavily against the bar. Honestly, D, you're better off busting your subversive cherry with something else. A nice werewolf killing. A vampire blood drive.
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#28. Darius blinked. "You're an accountant?" She looked more like a supermodel librarian. Not that he could tell her that.
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#29. MacMillian groaned again, and sat up. "Clients?"
"Yeah. You know, people who'll give us money in exchange for work.
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#30. Ever since he could remember, he'd people-watched to pass time. When he was younger, everyone told him it was rude. He hadn't stopped; merely perfected his technique.
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#31. I never do this.' Her voice was low, rough. 'God, I never do this.
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#33. Thing about witches; we're a paranoid lot. Call it a side effect of living in a world obsessed with seeing you burn.
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#35. I swear. Tell someone you're a vampire or a werewolf and they think it's sexy. Tell someone you're a witch and they go from zero to Torquemada in three seconds flat.
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#36. I think when magic is dark enough, it can look like anything it wants.
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