“I'm saying that I'm a moody, insecure, narrow-minded, jealous, borderline homicidal bitch, and I want you to promise me that you're okay with that, because it's who I am, and you're what I need.”
―
Jeaniene Frost,
Halfway to the Grave
“Ask me if I sparkle and I’ll kill you where you stand.” (Bones)” ― Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave
“If I die, I will wait for you, do you understand? No matter how long. I will watch from beyond to make sure you live every year you have to its fullest, and then we’ll have so much to talk about when I see you again… (Bones)” ― Jeaniene Frost
“If you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you....” ― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave
“You know that old saying. Once you go dead, no one's better in bed.” ― Jeaniene Frost, One Foot in the Grave
“Don't kiss me like a woman if you're going to treat me like a child.” ― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave
“Lucifer's bouncing balls, Kitten, not again!” ― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave
“He f**ks even better than he looks”, I settled on saying. Several heads turned. I didn’t care; I was pissed. “And that beautiful face is going to be clamped between my legs as soon as we get home, don’t you worry.” ― Jeaniene Frost, Destined for an Early Grave
“Then you remember the dream,” Mencheres stated. “That bodes ill.” The fear of that made my reply snappy. “Hey, Walks Like An Egyptian, how about for once you drop the formal stuff and talk like you live in the twenty-first century?” The shit’s gonna splatter, start buggin’, yo,” Mencheres responded instantly. I stared at him, then burst out laughing, which was highly inappropriate considering the very grave warning he’d just conveyed.” ― Jeaniene Frost, Destined for an Early Grave
“You called her Kitten? And she let you? She put me in a coma for three days when Icalled her that! My balls never recovered from her smashing them into my spine!” ― Jeaniene Frost, One Foot in the Grave
“I think we need to have a little talk, woman to skank.” ― Jeaniene Frost
“She's my kitten, and no one else's.” ― Jeaniene Frost, One Foot in the Grave
“You're not a woman," he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!” ― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave
“Where are you, bloodsuckers? Here, fangy, fangy, fangy...” ― Jeaniene Frost, One Foot in the Grave
“Get stuffed, don't you have more publicity stunts to pull?" Bones shot back. "How about chatting with another writer who can smear your name into greater popularity?""What, did Anne Rice not return your calls, mate?" Vlad asked scathingly. "Jealousy is such an ugly trait.” ― Jeaniene Frost, At Grave's End
“I have been stabbed, shot, burned, bitten, beaten unconscious too many times to count, and even staked. None of those held a candle to the pain I felt at seeing his mouth on hers.” ― Jeaniene Frost, One Foot in the Grave
“Why don't I just give you a pair of my panties to hang around your neck? Then whenever you feel jealous, you can wave them at whoever's pissing you off.” ― Jeaniene frost
“What the hell was that?” I gasped. “Premature inflammation,” he replied. “Happens sometimes. Very embarrassing. I don’t like to talk about it.” ― Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave
“Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear.” ― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave
“Ask me if I sparkle and I’ll kill you where you stand.” (Bones)” ― Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave
“If I die, I will wait for you, do you understand? No matter how long. I will watch from beyond to make sure you live every year you have to its fullest, and then we’ll have so much to talk about when I see you again… (Bones)” ― Jeaniene Frost
“If you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you....” ― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave
“You know that old saying. Once you go dead, no one's better in bed.” ― Jeaniene Frost, One Foot in the Grave
“Don't kiss me like a woman if you're going to treat me like a child.” ― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave
“Lucifer's bouncing balls, Kitten, not again!” ― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave
“He f**ks even better than he looks”, I settled on saying. Several heads turned. I didn’t care; I was pissed. “And that beautiful face is going to be clamped between my legs as soon as we get home, don’t you worry.” ― Jeaniene Frost, Destined for an Early Grave
“Then you remember the dream,” Mencheres stated. “That bodes ill.” The fear of that made my reply snappy. “Hey, Walks Like An Egyptian, how about for once you drop the formal stuff and talk like you live in the twenty-first century?” The shit’s gonna splatter, start buggin’, yo,” Mencheres responded instantly. I stared at him, then burst out laughing, which was highly inappropriate considering the very grave warning he’d just conveyed.” ― Jeaniene Frost, Destined for an Early Grave
“You called her Kitten? And she let you? She put me in a coma for three days when Icalled her that! My balls never recovered from her smashing them into my spine!” ― Jeaniene Frost, One Foot in the Grave
“I think we need to have a little talk, woman to skank.” ― Jeaniene Frost
“She's my kitten, and no one else's.” ― Jeaniene Frost, One Foot in the Grave
“You're not a woman," he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!” ― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave
“Where are you, bloodsuckers? Here, fangy, fangy, fangy...” ― Jeaniene Frost, One Foot in the Grave
“Get stuffed, don't you have more publicity stunts to pull?" Bones shot back. "How about chatting with another writer who can smear your name into greater popularity?""What, did Anne Rice not return your calls, mate?" Vlad asked scathingly. "Jealousy is such an ugly trait.” ― Jeaniene Frost, At Grave's End
“I have been stabbed, shot, burned, bitten, beaten unconscious too many times to count, and even staked. None of those held a candle to the pain I felt at seeing his mouth on hers.” ― Jeaniene Frost, One Foot in the Grave
“Why don't I just give you a pair of my panties to hang around your neck? Then whenever you feel jealous, you can wave them at whoever's pissing you off.” ― Jeaniene frost
“What the hell was that?” I gasped. “Premature inflammation,” he replied. “Happens sometimes. Very embarrassing. I don’t like to talk about it.” ― Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave
“Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear.” ― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave
