Bite Club Quotes

“Follow me,' Myrnin said. 'And do stay together. And by the way, this is the last time I go anywhere with you people. You are all insane.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Am I not ninja enough? Are you saying that I lack ninja?”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“What's possible?' she asked.
'Anything,' he said absently. 'But that’s not what I was talking about. Oh, hello, Claire. You’re in good time. I need an extra pair of hands.'
'As long as I keep them attached,' she said, which earned her a startled stare.
The things you say to me, you’d think I was some sort of monster.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“You'd be surprised what people will do for money that they wouldn't do for
love.

Myrnin.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Are you in the car that's almost caused three accidents on North Vance?" Hannah asked. "Because I'm following you with my lights flashing, and whoever's driving isn't pulling over."
"Let him go," Claire said. "Trust me. You aren't going to get him to stop."
"Oh, God. It's Myrnin, isn't it?"
"Tell that police lady to stop chasing me," Myrnin said, annoyed, from the front seat. "Really, I'm not THAT bad at this.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Mornings are pure evil from the pits of hell, which is why I don't do them anymore." Eve”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Claire was just coming down the stairs, humming and thinking about how nice it was to have things getting back to normal, and how she'd tell Shane about the January thing tonight, when Myrnin sent a message through the portal.
Well, more of a rock with a note tied to it, which rolled across the floor and scared Eve into a scream before the portal snapped shut. Eve kicked the rock resentfully with her thick black boots and glared at it, then at the wall.
Claire gave her a "What the hell?" kind of look.
"Your boss," Eve said, and reached down to grab the rock, "needs to figure out texting. Seriously. Who does this? Is he actually from the Stone Age?”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“You've turned into quite a bossy little thing," Myrnin said. "I think I might like it.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“See?" he said, with an unholy amount of glee. "I hardly broke any laws at all. I should drive more often."
"No. Trust me, you shouldn't," Eve said. "Think of all the little old people and the children.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“As he filled the mug with coffee, Michael waited for Shane to make some sense. Which Shane finally did, holding up the cheaply printed white flyer. It curled around the edges from where it had been rolled up to fit in the mailbox. “What have I always wanted in this town?” he asked.

“A strip club that would let in fifteen year olds?” Michael said.

“When I was fifteen. No, seriously, what?”

“Guns ‘R Us?”

Shane made a harsh buzzer sound. “Okay, to be fair, yeah, that’s a good alternate answer. But no. I always wanted a place to seriously train to fight, right? Someplace that didn't think aerobics was a martial art? And look!”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“It's been the toughest week of my life, not touching you. Not talking to you. Waiting to see what you were going to do." He kissed her again, a warm, damp touch of lips, exquisitely controlled. "But it doesn't matter whether you stay or go. I'll still need you. So if you want to go off to Boston, Ill wait. Right here, whenever you need me.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“And before you ask, no, you're not driving, Myrnin. I remember the last time.'
'That accident was not my fault.'
'You were the only one on the road, and the mailbox actually didn't leap out in front of you. No arguments. You sit in the back, too.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“What was your name again?"
"Still Eve."
"No, I'm sure it's something else. That doesn't seem right.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“All right," he said. "Since you ask so nicely."
"I wasn't asking."
"I'm aware of that. The sharp point in my back did make it clear.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Myrnin, drive carefully. Understand?"
"Of course."
He didn't.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Take her home. And-"
"Say nothing- yes, yes, I heard you the first seven hundred times," Myrnin said, much too sharply. "I'm ancient. I'm not deaf.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“And how are we supposed to do that, exactly? Shane's all grrr now.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“...will you be so kind as to provide me with a few places where I might look for a murderer?"
"The mirror's a great place to start”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Now could you please ask these idiots to stop pointing their bullets at me? It's terribly wasteful.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Eve took me to teach me how to fence," Claire said.
"Not so much how to fence as how to hold a sword and not drop it," Eve said. "And then I fought Oliver to a draw."
Shane fluttered his hands. "Oh, and then we were all elected as ice princesses and asked to go to Disneyland!"
"Laugh all you want. I'm going to look way better in full skirts than you," Eve said.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“He hung up on her. She'd just been hung up on by a disembodied brain in a jar. Fantastic.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Eve cupped her ear at Claire. "I'm sorry, was that an apology? Because it didn't sound like one."
"Don't push it."
"I'm not, but you're acting like a drama princess."
"Drama queen."
"Hello, no. You need a lot more practice at door slamming, flouncing, and pouting before you can even pretend to deserve my throne, bitch. But you're coming along." Eve paused and fixed her with a long, serious look. "That wasn't a compliment, by the way. In case you were wondering.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“I stand corrected. Afternoons are hard. Mornings are pure evil from the pits of hell,”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“I never forget,” Myrnin said in a choked whisper. “Certainly not with your nails in my throat. They’re quite an excellent mnemonic device.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“You think that because I want to do what’s right, because I want to make things better, I’m weak,” Claire said. “Or that I’m stupid. But I’m not. It takes a lot more strength to know how bad the world is and not want to be part of that, give in to it. And I do know, Kim. Believe me.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“I have no idea what that is, but yawn, anyway, just on principle. Eat up. Pancakes is brain food.
Apparently not grammar food.
Wow.You college girls are mean.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“I so rarely have the chance to field-test anything. Amelie is so conservative about these things -Myrnin”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“It's a sad day when Myrnin is the safe choice, she thought. Apparently, he thought so, too, because he gave her a long, troubled look before pressing his thumb to a glass plate inside the room and opening the door.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Claire was just coming down the stairs, humming and thinking about how nice it was to have things getting back to normal, and how she'd tell Shane about the January thing tonight, when Myrnin sent a message through the portal--well, more of a rock with a note tied to it, which rolled across the floor and scared Eve into a scream before the portal snapped shut. Eve kicked the rock resentfully with her thick black boots and glared at it, then at the wall. Claire, who was coming down the steps, gave her a "What the hell?" kind of look.
"Your boss," Eve said, and reached down the grab the rock, "needs to figure out texting. Seriously. Who does this? Is he actually from the Stone Age? And you need to figure out how to put something here that we can lock. What if this thing opens when I'm naked?"
"Why would you be naked down here?"
"Well--" Eve didn't have an answer for that one. She handed over the rock. "Okay, bad example. But I don't like it that he can just drop in any damn time he wants. Or throw rocks at us.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Hello! Your dear father is unfortunately very dead," he called. "And you said my dispersal system would never work!”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club