#collins

See?" she heard Shane yell at the kitchen. "She doesn't stomp around like a cattle stampede!" "Bite me, Collins! No bacon for you, either! ↗

— Rachel Caine

#humor #morganville-vampires #shane-collins #humor

If he wants me broken, then I will have to be whole. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#mockingjay #suzanne-collins #to-capitol #katniss

It's hard to hate my prep team. They're such total idiots." - Katniss. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#suzanne-collins #the-hunger-games #katniss

You know what we call pedestrians in Morganville? Mobile bloodbanks. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#claire-danvers #eve-rosser #michael-glass #mobile #morganville-vampires

I’m taking off my shoes.’’ ‘‘Fine. Shoes off.’’ ‘‘And my pants.’’ ‘‘Don’t push it, Claire. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#shane-collins #morganville-vampires

Shane settled his flamethrower more comfortably on his shoulders. “Ladies? After you.” “Rude,” Claire said. “I was being polite!” “Not when you have a flamethrower. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#shane-collins #morganville-vampires

He broke the kiss and leaned against her, breathing hard. "Good morning to you, too. Man, I just can't stay mad when you do that. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#shane-collins #morganville-vampires

We could do it, you know," Gale says quietly. "What?" I ask. "Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it," says Gale. I don't know how to respond. This idea is so preposterous. (1.23-26) ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#hunger-games-suzanne-collins #katniss #katniss

Shane looked faintly injured. “I make it my business to know everything about silver. And I saw your notes. I study up on everything when it comes to your boss, anyway.” There was a flicker of jealousy about that, but she didn’t have time, or energy, to consider it very much. Not even whether or not she liked it. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#shane-collins #business

On a Tuesday they were we, and by Friday they were dead and they buried them in the courtyard side by side, oh, my love, and they buried them dies by side" breaking away from Gideon with some reluctance, Sophie, rose to her feet and dusted off her dress. "Please forgive me, my dear Mr. Lightwood-I mean Gideon- but I must go murder the cook. I shall be directly back. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humour #sophie-collins #forgiveness