“He’s also likely to try and get into your knickers, so be warned.” It had been a while since anyone had been in my knickers aside from me, and the thought gave me a cheap thrill.”
―
Debbie Cassidy,
A Ghost of a Chance
“I know Yav-born to be obsessed with the concept of soul mates, but there is no one soul mate. There are many potential mates for each soul, and each connection is different. Whether you find them or not is a matter of luck, and sometimes you may come across two or even three in a mortal lifetime.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Captive of Darkness
“We still have an hour, Fee.” He licked his lips. “And I’m hungry for pussy.” My clit did a series of victory throbs, which was probably suck me now in Morse code,” ― Debbie Cassidy, Reaper Unveiled
“Levity was my only defence against his proximity. It was a wedge, a barrier, a reminder that I was not to lick the djinn.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Into Evernight
“When it comes to love and romance, you get bumps in the road. Question is, do you let the bump stop you, or do you ride the fuck over it? Only you can decide if the journey and the effort are worth it.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Shadow Master
“He arched a brow. “You don’t want him dead?” I looked across at Abram. “Oh, I do. But it won’t bring Carlo back.” I lowered my blade, and Not-Brady’s blade followed the downward arc. “Besides, there’s a war coming. We’re going to need cannon fodder.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Shadow Master
“The cat turned to face me. Its glowing green eyes regarded me with speculation. Did big cats speculate? Probably wondering which limb to take first.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Binding Magick
“Longer conversations meant asking what was up with the other person and pretending like you cared, or faking you were happy for them when all you wanted to do was scream.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Binding Magick
“Is that all you’re taking?” I shrugged. “I should hope that as my fake boyfriend, you’ll be providing me with all the stuff I need for a comfortable stay.” He bit back a smile. “Ah, diamonds and pearls.” “Nope. Blood bags and burgers. I’m pretty low maintenance.” “Just the kind of woman I like.” “Lazy.” “Not when it counts,” he drawled. “And when would that be?” “In the bedroom.” “Just the bedroom? How uninventive.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Shadow Warrior
“Fucking hell, Echo, you’ve ruined me.” He” ― Debbie Cassidy, Dead City
“Fucking hell, Echo, you’ve ruined me.” He lay still for long seconds, his breathing as erratic as mine, his weight a pleasant blanket, and then he pushed up to brace himself on his hands. “Did I hurt you?” “Yes, but then you fucked it all better.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Dead City
“She’s a coward,” the silver-haired man said. “We’ve been left with a coward as our only guardian.” He threw up his hands. Anger reared its head and heat rushed through me. I turned hot eyes on the Lupinata. “Maybe you’ve forgotten what it feels like to see your friends cut down. Maybe you’ve forgotten what it feels like to see a soul eater suck the life from someone’s body. Maybe you’ve forgotten what it feels like to run for your life with death breathing down your neck. After all, you’ve been cloistered underground for the last one hundred years while others fight the battle for you. But for me, that day was less than three weeks ago, and yes, I’m fucking scared, but I’m willing to go out there and do what it takes to keep this Hive alive. What I’m asking you is: what are you willing to do to keep me alive? I am, after all, your only hope for the next nine months.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Dead City
“Love is the hook that keeps us suspended above the tumultuous waters of despair. It anchors us in the storm of devastation that is constantly sweeping across this district. Love is the only weapon we have against the monsters that lurk in the darkness of Midnight.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Secrets of Midnight
“A young man, who I could only assume was Baal’s brother, lounged on a chair, an arm slung over one of the armrests, and a leg sung over the other. His eyes were huge and dark like his mother’s, and he was staring at me with an expression I’m sure he believed to be come hither but was more I’m-holding-in-a-fart.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Into Evernight
“This pain you hold on to… maybe it’s time to let it go. You have the whole of the rest of your life, Casey Cassidy. Just imagine if you could do something amazing with it.” ― Debbie Howells, The Life You Left Behind
“His chuckle was warm and smoky. “Oh, God, you are adorable.” “Whoa, you take that back.” ― Debbie Cassidy, A Ghost of a Chance
“Illusion of freedom is important if you are to build a secret prison.” ― Debbie Cassidy, City of War
“There’s a Toltec word – mitote. Means fog in the mind.’ ‘What?’ I frown at him. ‘It comes from all the stories we tell ourselves – like about the person we think we should be. You know, like when you’re a kid, it matters what your parents think of you; then as you get older, it’s your friends who matter, then society, until before you know it, you have this life designed purely to fit with everyone else’s expectations, which kind of works – except we lose track of who we really are, underneath. You have to get rid of all that. It fogs your mind. Stops you seeing clearly.’ I stare at him, because it’s exactly how it is. ‘You’re right.’ ‘It’s still there, Cassidy – the old you. Just swamped – by life and stuff that’s happened to you. I don’t know… A bit like a dragonfly larva at the bottom of a murky pond, if you can leave those muddy depths behind and burst through the surface, you’ll be free.” ― Debbie Howells, The Life You Left Behind
“Living in fear can take a toll on a person: fear of failing, fear of being a loser, fear of bad shit happening, and fear of being unloved. I’d lived with the F word all my life and, yeah, I’d gotten lucky with a few good friends who told me every day that I was worth it. But it doesn’t matter how many times someone else tells you these things. It doesn’t matter … not until you believe.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Binding Magick
“I know Yav-born to be obsessed with the concept of soul mates, but there is no one soul mate. There are many potential mates for each soul, and each connection is different. Whether you find them or not is a matter of luck, and sometimes you may come across two or even three in a mortal lifetime.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Captive of Darkness
“We still have an hour, Fee.” He licked his lips. “And I’m hungry for pussy.” My clit did a series of victory throbs, which was probably suck me now in Morse code,” ― Debbie Cassidy, Reaper Unveiled
“Levity was my only defence against his proximity. It was a wedge, a barrier, a reminder that I was not to lick the djinn.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Into Evernight
“When it comes to love and romance, you get bumps in the road. Question is, do you let the bump stop you, or do you ride the fuck over it? Only you can decide if the journey and the effort are worth it.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Shadow Master
“He arched a brow. “You don’t want him dead?” I looked across at Abram. “Oh, I do. But it won’t bring Carlo back.” I lowered my blade, and Not-Brady’s blade followed the downward arc. “Besides, there’s a war coming. We’re going to need cannon fodder.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Shadow Master
“The cat turned to face me. Its glowing green eyes regarded me with speculation. Did big cats speculate? Probably wondering which limb to take first.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Binding Magick
“Longer conversations meant asking what was up with the other person and pretending like you cared, or faking you were happy for them when all you wanted to do was scream.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Binding Magick
“Is that all you’re taking?” I shrugged. “I should hope that as my fake boyfriend, you’ll be providing me with all the stuff I need for a comfortable stay.” He bit back a smile. “Ah, diamonds and pearls.” “Nope. Blood bags and burgers. I’m pretty low maintenance.” “Just the kind of woman I like.” “Lazy.” “Not when it counts,” he drawled. “And when would that be?” “In the bedroom.” “Just the bedroom? How uninventive.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Shadow Warrior
“Fucking hell, Echo, you’ve ruined me.” He” ― Debbie Cassidy, Dead City
“Fucking hell, Echo, you’ve ruined me.” He lay still for long seconds, his breathing as erratic as mine, his weight a pleasant blanket, and then he pushed up to brace himself on his hands. “Did I hurt you?” “Yes, but then you fucked it all better.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Dead City
“She’s a coward,” the silver-haired man said. “We’ve been left with a coward as our only guardian.” He threw up his hands. Anger reared its head and heat rushed through me. I turned hot eyes on the Lupinata. “Maybe you’ve forgotten what it feels like to see your friends cut down. Maybe you’ve forgotten what it feels like to see a soul eater suck the life from someone’s body. Maybe you’ve forgotten what it feels like to run for your life with death breathing down your neck. After all, you’ve been cloistered underground for the last one hundred years while others fight the battle for you. But for me, that day was less than three weeks ago, and yes, I’m fucking scared, but I’m willing to go out there and do what it takes to keep this Hive alive. What I’m asking you is: what are you willing to do to keep me alive? I am, after all, your only hope for the next nine months.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Dead City
“Love is the hook that keeps us suspended above the tumultuous waters of despair. It anchors us in the storm of devastation that is constantly sweeping across this district. Love is the only weapon we have against the monsters that lurk in the darkness of Midnight.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Secrets of Midnight
“A young man, who I could only assume was Baal’s brother, lounged on a chair, an arm slung over one of the armrests, and a leg sung over the other. His eyes were huge and dark like his mother’s, and he was staring at me with an expression I’m sure he believed to be come hither but was more I’m-holding-in-a-fart.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Into Evernight
“This pain you hold on to… maybe it’s time to let it go. You have the whole of the rest of your life, Casey Cassidy. Just imagine if you could do something amazing with it.” ― Debbie Howells, The Life You Left Behind
“His chuckle was warm and smoky. “Oh, God, you are adorable.” “Whoa, you take that back.” ― Debbie Cassidy, A Ghost of a Chance
“Illusion of freedom is important if you are to build a secret prison.” ― Debbie Cassidy, City of War
“There’s a Toltec word – mitote. Means fog in the mind.’ ‘What?’ I frown at him. ‘It comes from all the stories we tell ourselves – like about the person we think we should be. You know, like when you’re a kid, it matters what your parents think of you; then as you get older, it’s your friends who matter, then society, until before you know it, you have this life designed purely to fit with everyone else’s expectations, which kind of works – except we lose track of who we really are, underneath. You have to get rid of all that. It fogs your mind. Stops you seeing clearly.’ I stare at him, because it’s exactly how it is. ‘You’re right.’ ‘It’s still there, Cassidy – the old you. Just swamped – by life and stuff that’s happened to you. I don’t know… A bit like a dragonfly larva at the bottom of a murky pond, if you can leave those muddy depths behind and burst through the surface, you’ll be free.” ― Debbie Howells, The Life You Left Behind
“Living in fear can take a toll on a person: fear of failing, fear of being a loser, fear of bad shit happening, and fear of being unloved. I’d lived with the F word all my life and, yeah, I’d gotten lucky with a few good friends who told me every day that I was worth it. But it doesn’t matter how many times someone else tells you these things. It doesn’t matter … not until you believe.” ― Debbie Cassidy, Binding Magick
