Daemon Quotes

A few seconds after he stepped out into the hallway and closed the door behind him, there was a fleshly smack and then Andrew yelling, “Ouch. What in the hell was that for?” “Your timing sucks on an epic level,” Daemon shot back.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

I couldn't stop staring at his mouth when he spoke. I bet he knew how to kiss. Perfect kisses too, ones that weren't wet and gross, but the kind that curled toes.I needed to stop looking at him in general.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

You know what they say about boys next door...

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

She's magic, Cassandra. A single flower blooming in an endless desert.

~ Anne Bishop

How long have you been standing there?Just long enough to see you give Daemon the middle finger.He deserved it.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Ash is going to kick your ass, Daemon.Daemon's grin went up a notch. Nah, she likes my ass too much for that.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

I have the feeling we just made a deal with the devil, and he's going to come back and want our first-born child or something.Daemon waggled his brows. You want kids? Because you know, practice makes--Shut up. I shook my head and started walking.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

I didn't want to spoil the mood. This was probably the longest Daemon and I had ever spoken without some statement earning him the finger.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

I'm not leaving, Kitten. You're going to do this.My mouth opened as did the door behind us. Stomach dropping, I turned to see Mom standing there in all her fuzzy-bunny pajama glory. Oh, for the love of God.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Honestly, as much as I love my brother, I’m not sure how I feel about him hanging out in your bedroom.” He reached out with a muscular arm and used his fingers to brush a few strands of hair off my cheek, tucking them behind my ear. I shivered, and he smiled. “I feel like I need to mark my territory.” “Shut up.” “Oh, I love it when you get all bossy-pants. It’s sexy.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Daemon! Dee called from the kitchen. I need your help!We should go see what she's doing before she destroys your kitchen. He rubbed his hands down his face. It's possible.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

I'm sure I look like a drowned cat.You look fine. The wet look works for you.I scowled. Now I know you're lying.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Dee loves it here. Before you came, she spent most of her days here.To Daemon, my arrival was the beginning of the end. The apocalypse. Kat-mageddon. You know, I'm not going to get your sister in trouble.We'll see.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Is this what you do with your spare time?” he asked me, ignoring his sister.“What—are you deciding to talk to me now?” Smiling tightly, I grabbed a handful of mulch and dumped it. Rinse and repeat. “Yeah, it’s kind of a hobby. What’s yours? Kicking puppies?

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Standing on the edge of that darkness, she felt the stirrings of reckless want. A wild sort of bravery beat within her, taking up the hollow space in her chest where a heart should have resided.

~ Emily Lloyd-Jones

Daemon clung to Surreal as she flew along the Winds, too weak to argue, too spent to care. His heart, however... His heart held on fiercely to Jaenelle's soft, sighing caress of his name.Everything has a price.

~ Anne Bishop

*I don't want the body,* she whimpered. *It hurts.**Not always, sweetheart. Not always. Without the body, how will you hear a bird's song? How will you feel a warm summer rain on your skin? How will you taste nutcakes? How will you walk on a beach at sunset and feel the sand and surf under your... hooves?*

~ Anne Bishop

Because I know what I feel in here. And I'm not the type of person to run from anything, no matter how hard it is. I'd rather face-plant against a brick wall than live for the rest of my life wondering what could've been. And you know what? I didn't think you were that type to run, either. Maybe I was wrong.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Darling, no one would ever dream of performing an operation on a child without testing it first. And no one in a thousand years would take a child's daemon away altogether! All that happens is a little cut, and then everything's peaceful. Forever! You see, your daemon's a wonderful friend and com panion when you're young, but at the age we call puberty, the age you're coming to very soon, darling, daemons bring all sort of troublesome thoughts and feelings, and that's what lets Dust in. A quick little operation before that, and you're never troubled again. And your daemon stays with you, only...just not connected. Like a... like a wonderful pet, if you like. The best pet in the world!Wouldn't you like that? (Marisa Coulter)

~ Philip Pullman

My face flushed scarlet. I was a stranger in my own skin. I had ever felt this kind of anger in my life. Fort and confusion grew. Its sensation was an overwhelming concoction of hate. The only things I knew - the only things keeping me remotely calm- was the following litany.My name is Eleanora Ada Stone. I was moved from home to home for seventeen years. I am now living on this god-forsaken island in Maine. I was being kept from a world of secrets. I have abilities. I am not human. I do not know what I am.

~ Jes Dory

It was Jaenelle's voice, but...She was medium height, slender, and fair-skinned. Her gold mane--not quite hair and not quite fur--was brushed up and back from her exotic face and didn't hide the delicately pointed ears. In the center of her forehead was a tiny, spiral horn. A narrow strip of gold fur traced her spine, ending in a small gold and white fawn tail that flicked over her bare buttocks. The legs were human and shapely, but changed below the calf. Instead of feet, she had dainty horse's hooves. Her human hands had sheathed claws like a cat's. As she shifted position to slip another shard into place, he saw the small, round breasts, the feminine curve of waist and hips, the dark-gold triangle of hair between her legs.Who...?But he knew. Even before she walked over and looked at him, even before he saw the feral intelligence in those ancient, haunted sapphire eyes, he knew. Terrifying and beautiful. Human and Other. Gentle and violent. Innocent and wise.*I am Witch,* she said, a small, defiant quiver in her voice.*I know.* His voice had a seductive throb in it, a hunger he couldn't control or mask.

~ Anne Bishop

Am I glowing?Like a Christmas tree.Not just the star?The bed moved a little, and I felt his hand brush my arm. No. You're super bright. It's kind of like looking at the sun.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Impossible,' Matthew said.'Impossible n'est pas français,' Ysabeau said, her tone tart as vinegar. 'And it certainly was not a word in your father's vocabulary.

~ Deborah Harkness

Have you taught her to kill, Priest? Can you teach her such a thing? She's so wise in her innocence, so innocent in her wisdom.

~ Anne Bishop

And the Lady's mate. Despite having only two legs and small fangs, there was much that was feline in that one, and he approved.

~ Anne Bishop

I've always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are the ones who are quietly unaware of their effect. His eyes searched mine intently, and for a moment we stood there toe to toe. The ones who throw their beauty around, waste what they have? Their beauty is only passing. It's just a shell hiding nothing but shadows and emptiness.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Look at the time. I tipped my chin toward the clock. It's past midnight. It's January second. You lost.For several moments he stared at the clock like it was an Arum he was about to blast into the next county and then his eyes found mine. Daemon smiled. No. I didn't lose. I still won.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

At least I don't look like a Christmas tree.You look like the star atop the tree.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

You're not going to answer, are you? Jaenelle asked after a minute of teeth-grinding silence.No.Don't you know the answer?Whether I know the answer or not is beside the point. It's not something a man discusses with a young girl.But you know the answer.Daemon growled.

~ Anne Bishop

But I'm insane. You're crazy. Maybe that's why, We can just make crazy together.

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Touching him, kissing him, was like having a fever all over again. I was on fire. My body burned. The world burned. Sparks flew. Against his mouth, I moaned.There was a POP! and CRACK!The smell of burned plastic filled the cubicle. We pulled apart, breathing heavily. Over his shoulder I saw thin strips of smoke wafting from the top of the ancient monitor. Good God, was this going to happen every time we kissed?

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Oh no I know that look. What are you thinking?That this is the most ridiculous declaration of attraction I've ever heard

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Will you show me what you really look like? You don't sparkle, do you?

~ Jennifer L. Armentrout