Laurell Kaye Hamilton (born February 19, 1963) is an American fantasy and romance writer. She is best known as the author of two series of stories.
The fey in this country keep to themselves, and are a separate nation, much like the American Indians, but with even more autonomy.
Sometimes the monsters are real, Anita. Sometimes they’re real and the only way to defeat them is to be the bigger monster. ' - Chang Bibi to Anita
They be crazier than we are.
He laughed, and it raised goose-bumps on my arms. "Oh,ma petite ,ma petite , you are precious. " Just what I wanted to hear. "So how are you getting here?" "My private jet. " Of course, he had a private jet. "When can you be here?" "I will be there as soon as I can, my impatient flower. " "I prefer ma petite to flower.
Power makes you a monarch, and all the fancy robes in the world won't do the job without it.
I worry that when you start quoting Machiavelli to justify your actions, you have ceased to be one of the good guys. No, quoting Nietzsche does that. Machiavelli is just cool.
Graves are for the living, not the dead. It gives us something to concentrate on instead of the fact that our loved one is rotting under the ground.
I would rather you love me, but if not love, fear will do.
Zerbrowski said, "I only ever understood one woman, and she was kind enough to marry me so I didn't have to decipher anyone else.
Never argue when you're winning.
Be nice, be nice, until it's time to stop being nice, then destroy them.
Sometimes you fight what you are, and sometimes you give in to it. And some nights you just don’t want to fight yourself anymore, so you pick someone else to fight.
being physically intimidating didn't keep you from getting your feelings hurt. Everyone's heart is the same size.
Oh, no, a leopard blew up and plastered itself all over everything, but hey, animal print was in this year.
If I wasn't dead already, I'd said I was having a heart attack.
How do you introduce boyfriend C to boyfriend A after boyfriend A has been such a good sport, of late, about boyfriend B, who is no longer in the picture?
A flower may be beautiful all on its own, but a person is never truly beautiful unless someone's eyes show him that he is beautiful.
I spent the next fifteen minutes convincing a crying werewolf that I wasn’t going to hurt her. My life was getting too strange, even for me.
That disapproving look was back in her eyes. Her teacher face. The one that could make you squirm from ten paces, even if you were innocent. And I hadn't been innocent for years.
If people would write exactly what I wanted to read I wouldn't feel so compelled to write myself