C.C. Hunter Quotes & Sayings

His blue eyes brightened with a smile. 'I did.' He looked over his shoulder, as if making sure her mom wasn't looking. The he pulled her against him and kissed her. A soft kiss.
'I got you something,' He whispered, his lips breathing words against hers.
He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a ring. A gold ring with a large diamond. A beautiful, teardrop-shaped diamond that looked like an engagement ring. Kylie's breath caught.
'It was my grandmother's ring. In her letter she wrote you should have it. And before you start panicking, let me say that I know maybe we're too young to call it an engagement, That's why I got you this too.' He pulled out a gold chain 'I want you to wear it around your neck. Call it a promise- A promise that when you do slip a ring on that finger ... ' He ran his hand down to her left hand. 'That it'll be my ring.'
Emotion rose in her chest 'You don't have to give me anything for me to give you that promise. — C.C. Hunter

The stupid vamp just asked me to marry him. Here, now? As if looking like I just died is how I wanted to be proposed to."
Joy did a lap around Kylie's heart. "And you said?"
Holiday took a sip of water. "I asked him if we couldn't just live together in sin."
"And?"
"He told me it wouldn't be a good example to our students. So ... I agreed to marry him." She pushed a hand against her forehead. "Dear God, what am I getting myself into? — C.C. Hunter

And this is what you get for laughing at me. He pulled her up a few inches until his lips touched hers. — C.C. Hunter

Our heats want the good to win. We're still afraid, we still make mistakes, but if we listen to what our hearts want, we will find the right way. — C.C. Hunter

See," he said playfully, and arched his eyebrows. "Admit it." He moved in. His mouth ame so close to hers that she could practically feel it moving when he spoke.
"Admit what?" She put a little tease in her own voice, hoping she drove him crazy as he drove her.
"Admit that you like my kisses and yes to going out with me — C.C. Hunter

Burnett fidgeted. She had never seen Burnett like this. He looked like a kid who needed to go to the bathroom. — C.C. Hunter

Then maybe it's time to change that." Della sat back in her chair.
"Change what?" Kylie asked.
"Come out of the closet. You know, like ... 'I'm gay and here to stay.' You'd need a different slogan, but maybe, 'I'm a lizard and if you don't like it, I'll eat out your gizzard.'" Della chuckled. "Okay, it needs some work, but you get what I mean. — C.C. Hunter

You'd better be careful, they are going to revoke your vampire license if you get any more romantic and mushy."
"Don't worry," Burnett said, his eyes pinched as if serious. "I can still be a jackass, and kick ass, when it's called for. — C.C. Hunter

Wow," Miranda said, "You'd better be careful Della. In the last few days, I think you've used up your vampire quota of apologies for the next ten years."
"Kiss my apologetic ass!" Della snapped. — C.C. Hunter

Is this his first year teaching?" She nodded toward the window.
"How did you guess?" Holiday sighed. "He was recommended by a friend of a friend. He's not so bad when it's one on one. I hope you guys don't chew him up and spit him out."
Kylie grinned. "Perry might consider it."
Holiday frowned. "Promise me you'll not let that happen. He really seems like a nice guy and I think he'll make an excellent teacher. I'd appreciate it if you'd sort of take him under your wing."
Kylie chuckled. "Again, Perry might do that. — C.C. Hunter

Why does ice cream go with a broken heart?" Kylie asked. "Because if you eat enough of it, it freezes the heart and numbs the pain for a bit, — C.C. Hunter

Derek's the nicest guy I know. He would never ... you know."
"He better not ... you know!" Hayden bit out. — C.C. Hunter

Just remember sweetie, sometimes we can;t change what happens, but we can change how we let those things affect us. — C.C. Hunter

There are a few people who are able to know of their death and use the time wisely. But when you start planning for the end, most people instinctually stop living for tomorrow. Living for the day is beautiful-too many of us don't do it enough-but to live fully, we must live for today and tomorrow. Think about it, if you knew you were going to die in six months, would you start a project you knew that you couldn't finish? Would you go to school to learn to be a doctor? Would you have a child, knowing you would leave it alone too soon? People miss out on so muchif they stop living for tomorrow. - Holiday Brandon — C.C. Hunter

One can't begin the new until they let go of the old. — C.C. Hunter

She's a serial kisser. I think her parents are French. — C.C. Hunter

Oh, great. She could be a hybrid. Just like her sociology teacher's car. — C.C. Hunter

One should live their life as they choose, — C.C. Hunter

Life isn't supposed to be easy. Generally speaking, the harder something is the more rewarding the results will be. — C.C. Hunter

Quit trying to talk yourself out of
going," Della said.
"How do you know that's what I'm
doing?"
"Because I can see it on your face. And
because you couldn't walk any slower if
you were a turtle on crutches. — C.C. Hunter

John rose to his feet and apologized to Holiday.
Her mom seethed.
Her dad tried to talk to her seething mom.
Holiday tried to touch everyone.
Burnett continued to glare green daggers at John, proving how hard it was for a vampire to accept an apology. Not that she blamed him. Kill him. Kill him. She cheered the vampire on.
Lucas hadn't stopped scowling at Derek and Derek hadn't stopped ignoring Lucas. — C.C. Hunter

Born at Midnight - Personally for me, wearing a thong is like flossing your ass — C.C. Hunter

She tossed her towel on her dresser and turned to the bed where shed left her PJs. Only it wasn't just her PJs on the bed anymore.
Lucas, eyes wide, sat on the foot of her bed, about four feet from where she stood completely naked.
She squealed.
He laughed.
She dashed for the towel.
Once she had it around her, she glared from a still grinning Lucas to the door. "I'm killing Della!"
He laughed again. "I'm afraid I might have to protect her for this one. — C.C. Hunter

Shouldn't you be with your pack?' she whispered without looking at him.
'Actually' he said leaning in close. So close his shoulder brushed against hers. Pain, emotional pain from just that light touch went right to her heart.' I'm exatly where I belong' Lucas whispered. — C.C. Hunter

You sure you okay?" he asked.
this time she decided to go for the truth. "No. But 'okay' is overrated. — C.C. Hunter

Not everyone in the world is alike. And some of us are a lot more different than others. Some of us were born like this, some of us were changed. But no matter how this happened to you, if you are here it is because this is your destiny. It was chosen for you. — C.C. Hunter

I'm in love with you, Kylie." He looked almost embarrassed by the admission. He jumped up, took one step away, then swung around and faced her again. "I don't expect you to say it back and I don't think this will change your mind about anything. But you deserved to know. And I needed to tell you because ... I've never felt this way before-for anyone. — C.C. Hunter

I mean, if your about to tell me something like I'm dead, that i need to start acquiring a taste for blood, and I can't even eat sushi, I wont be able to handle it. Or if you're going to tell me that I'm going to start howling at the moon, eating peoples cats, and will spend the rest of my life having to get waxed if I want to wear a bathing suit, then I don't think I can handle it, either. I like cats and I tried waxing once, and that hurt like a son of a gun. -Kylie — C.C. Hunter

God won't give you more than you can handle.'" Holiday chuckled. "And we just wish He didn't trust us so much, right? — C.C. Hunter

I love you," he said, his voice almost musical with happiness.
She shot him a scowl. "Isn't saying that a bit dangerous considering these aren't wooden swords and the ends aren't even taped?"
He laughed. — C.C. Hunter

Crying does nothing but water the pain and allow it to grow. — C.C. Hunter

You two have to get along, or avoid each other," Burnett spouted out, as if fully aware of what had turned her eyes a light yellow. "No bloodshed."
Dells frowned. "You always take the joy out of things."
(della talking about chase) — C.C. Hunter

Whatever you are, whatever gifts you end up getting, you'll find that time will make those changes less scary as well. — C.C. Hunter

Why was it that boys said girls were so hard to understand when she hadn't known a single guy who hadn't confused her to the point of screaming? — C.C. Hunter

Kylie stormed into Holiday's office. She dropped down into the seat across from the desk and looked her friend and camp leader right in the eyes. "I hate boys. I'm seriously considering going lesbian."
Holiday's expression was part grin, part groan. "If it was that easy, ninety percent of the women in the world would be gay." She made a funny little face and then asked, "So ... boy problems? — C.C. Hunter

It was going to be a very long and bat-shit crazy night. — C.C. Hunter

Just because a guy rings your bell, doesn't mean you have to toot his horn. — C.C. Hunter

Funny how someone could be so important in your life and then ... then you go a long period of time without them even entering your thoughts. It wasn't anyone's fault. Life took people in different directions. — C.C. Hunter

What are we even doing out here?" Burnett asked, seemingly getting more frustrated the longer he considered things. "The orders were to wait until tomorrow. Why do I give orders around here if no one listens to them? — C.C. Hunter

I don't want you to do as I do, but do as I say! — C.C. Hunter

You couldn't always control life, just your response to it. — C.C. Hunter

Pretend it doesn't hurt, and hope like hell that one day it doesn't anymore. — C.C. Hunter

Della's heart did a dip, feeling the emotional tug of seeing two people who were so right for each other. She'd always gotten that feeling when she saw Kylie and Lucas together. — C.C. Hunter

Hey Beautiful,' said a familiar male voice. She opened her eyes. Lucas knelt beside her bed, holding a bouquet of roses in his hands. She sat up and saw more roses all around the room. 'What sis you do, rob a florist?'
He gave her his bad-boy grin, and Kylie felt her heart melt just a little. 'No, but let me just say that my grandmother is going to be really pissed when she sees her garden in the morning. — C.C. Hunter

He looked back at her. 'I mean Miranda's plan?'
She hated admitting it, but ... 'As crazy as it is, it might have.'
He inhaled. 'Did you like kissing him?'
Too much She almost lied, but then ... 'Probably no more than you enjoyed kissing Jessie.' And she knew he enjoyed it because he'd looked so guilty the day she'd called him on it.
He stared out the window again. 'You could have lied on that one. — C.C. Hunter

That's the tricky thing about love. It walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, and smells like a duck. But after you sleep with it a month or so, or get dumped at the altar by it, it starts smelling more like a skunk. — C.C. Hunter

Oh, I brought you something." Her mom pulled a bag from her purse. "I know how you like T-shirts," she said.
Kylie couldn't help but think, My mom went to England and all I got was a T-shirt, but she smiled and pulled it out of the bag and then chuckled when she read the script across the front: My mom went to England and all I got was this T-shirt.
"Perfect," Kylie said. — C.C. Hunter

But I can tell you this, Mr. James, I refuse to be treated with disrespect."
"Disrespect?" Burnett growled.
And then everything went to hell.
Burnett and Hayden exchanged colourful verbal blows. According to Hayden, Burnett was a prick, and according to Burnett, Hayden was an overconfident jerk who had lied.
She didn't know if she felt confident the tension wouldn't elevate to physical blows, or if she was simply too tired to care anymore. If they broke each other's noses, so be it. — C.C. Hunter

Sorry, When it walks like a saint, and quacks like a saint- It's a quacking saint. — C.C. Hunter

I'm sorry." [Burnett] sighed. "With all the things that have happened lately, I'm glad you're keeping your chin up."
*Chin up.* The words ran around Kylie's head. Miranda snorted another bit of laughter and faced the opposite direction. Kylie had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing. Then Della's chuckle sounded from across the room. — C.C. Hunter

She leaned into him to soak up his warmth.
"You are so hot," she said.
"It's about time you noticed," he teased. — C.C. Hunter

Be patient? That's all you've got for me?" Steve complained ten minutes later.
Kylie glanced up at Perry, circling them as they sat behind the office, and then frowned at Steve. "I don't know why everyone thinks I'm the love guru. — C.C. Hunter

I missed you all my life," Kylie said. "I
didn't know I missed you, but I know it now. You were supposed to be
there. — C.C. Hunter

Couldn't I just be a bit loony instead of gifted? — C.C. Hunter

Could she learn to like this guy?
""It's nice to meet you." Kylie plastered a warm expression on her face. But she worried he could tell it was a sham.
"The pleasure is all mine," he said.
Kylie just smiled. He was completely right about that. — C.C. Hunter

When one door closes, find another."
Kylie gazed back up. "And what if there isn't another door?"
"Then you try the window."
"And if there's not a window?" Kylie asked.
"Then you find a sledgehammer and make a window. — C.C. Hunter

Kylie bit down on her lip. Burnett took a step forward. He squared his shoulders, empathy filling his eyes. He took a deep, apparent heartfelt breath and looked at Kylie. She nodded at him as if giving him the lead. He looked back at Holiday and, in a deep voice, said, "Kylie has something to tell you."
Kylie's mouth fell open and right then she knew it was official. Men sucked at verbal communication especially where anything emotional was concerned. — C.C. Hunter

Family drama is a trade off for having family. — C.C. Hunter

I have friends there," she said.
"Dead friends," he said, not happy.
"Let's not be choosy right now. — C.C. Hunter

My feet are always cold. I'm a vampire," he said in a teasing voice, almost as if he was trying to chase away Holiday's somberness. "And if I remember correctly, you complained about that last night." He slowed down and slipped his arm around Holiday. "Marrying you doesn't scare me a bit. It's the best thing that could ever happen to me. I'd never run out on you. I'll be the first one to the church. — C.C. Hunter

Nana used to say whenever you start feeling like the world is taking a bite out of you, bite back by counting your blessings. — C.C. Hunter

Are you kidding me?" Della asked.
"What?"
She'd envisioned several different types of meeting places with the Vampire Council, but never a family diner that was mostly a hangout of the over-sixty crowd.
"Benny's? I'm meeting the Vampire Council at a family diner where you can get eggs and raisin toast for a buck ninety-nine?"
"I personally like their pancakes," Chase said.
She continued to stare.
"Really?"
"They're good pancakes."
Hunter, C. C. (2014-10-28). Eternal: Shadow Falls: After Dark (p. 316). St. Martin's Press. Kindle Edition. — C.C. Hunter

I'm so glad you're back. We need you here. I mean ... Burnett's okay, but ... he's not you."
Holiday arched a brow. "I hear he wasn't even himself for a while there."
Miranda frowned. "He told you about the whole kangaroo thing, didn't he."
"Yeah," Holiday said, and her brows tightened. "And I must say, I'm very disappointed with you, Miranda" she reached out and gripped Miranda's hand. "The next time you turn him into anything, do it when I'm here to enjoy it."
-Taken at Dusk — C.C. Hunter

This isn't fair. I tell you guys everything. I don't hold back anything."
"Believe me, I know," Della said. "I know more about you and Perry's relationship than the law allows. — C.C. Hunter

Being committed or loyal to someone doesn't mean you won't ever be attracted to someone else. It means you won't physically act upon the attraction. — C.C. Hunter

There's no 'we'," Della said. "There's you and there's me. I'll work with you on the case, but I don't trust you."
He exhaled. "Then I guess I'll have to win your trust back."
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not your concern."
"You will always be my concern," he said softly. "We all need someone, Della. That doesn't mean you aren't strong. — C.C. Hunter

Burnett stared down at her and his brows tightened the way they did right before he started arguing. The fact that she knew his pre-arguing expressions said a lot about their relationship.
Hunter, C. C. (2014-10-28). Eternal: Shadow Falls: After Dark (p. 304). St. Martin's Press. Kindle Edition. — C.C. Hunter

Burnett's eyes widened at the sight of his wife. He looked at the others in the room, then back at Holiday waddling up the center of the room. "I think you all have met my wife," Burnett said, not looking happy. "Yes," one man said, sounding annoyed.
Hunter, C. C. (2014-05-20). Reborn (Shadow Falls: After Dark) (p. 335). St. Martin's Press. Kindle Edition. — C.C. Hunter

I think he likes you" Miranda Whispered.
Realizing she and Derek had drawn attention, she glanced away. "He's probably just curious about me like everyone else" she whispered back.
"Nope. He's hot for you" Della said, reminding Kylie of the supernatural hearing of some of the campers. "When he was sitting by you at lunch, he oozed so much testosterone that it was hard to breathe. He wants your body" Della teased.
"Well, he's not getting it" Kylie said. — C.C. Hunter

Maybe I've forgiven him, but I just haven't forgotten — C.C. Hunter

Long story short, ghosts just coming out of the closet sucked at communication. Probably as bad as a beginner ghost whisperer sucked at getting them to communicate. — C.C. Hunter

While it was nice to have someone like you around, a person's pattern shouldn't dictate who you welcomed into your life, or at your lunch table. — C.C. Hunter

It almost looked like slow motion. The bag ripped and three pregnancy tests along with a pamphlet on safe sex and one on gonorrhea landed on the front seat with Holiday and Burnett.
Burnett looked down, gasped, and then looked up at Kylie. "For God's sake!" He muttered. — C.C. Hunter

We all must pay a price for following our own paths. But ... it's not always fair to ask others to pay that price. — C.C. Hunter

This doesn't make sense."
"I know," Kylie said. "And that seems to be the theme song of my life right now. Not a damn thing makes sense. — C.C. Hunter

We just hide from the people we love. Sad, isn't it? — C.C. Hunter

Maybe I'm a supernatural retard. — C.C. Hunter

Burnett wasn't fooled, that was aparent by his expression, but he didn't argue, either. Well, as long as one didn't call slamming the door an argument.
"Jerk" Holiday muttered.
"I can hear you" he retorted from the other side of the wall. — C.C. Hunter

You knocked the door down." Disbelief rang in his matter-of-fact tone.
"I know," she answered,unable to say anything else. Unable to look away from his body.
"But it's solid oak."
"I know." She felt the solid oak beneath her and a little shocked that she'd done it, too. If it mattered at all, her shoulder felt a little bruised. And it was the slight pain that brought some reality back into the moment.
"You don't have any clothes on." Oh, God, did she really say that? — C.C. Hunter

Holiday leaned her elbows on her desk. "You can't find one thing that points to his guilt."
"He slept with your sister!" Burnett roared.
"Guilty of murder, not of being a piece of shit. — C.C. Hunter

Thanks for the advice, she said, and for some crazy reason she reached over and took another bite of the cookie. Then another. It didn't taste any better, but it didn't stop her. She wanted to like it. She also wanted to know what love tasted like. — C.C. Hunter

You told dad you didn't know what happened to his underwear. But You'd just flame-broiled his shorts on the grill. — C.C. Hunter

She simply stood there and waited for him to show her the next move. And hoped it only involved sword fighting and not seduction. — C.C. Hunter

She already had a headache-she didn't want to add 'get tortured' to today's to-do list. — C.C. Hunter

Kylie thought hell would be announcing a snow day before she agreed with anything her mom said. But right now, Kylie wondered how many inches they were predicting. — C.C. Hunter

Bite my ass Mr. James — C.C. Hunter

The hardest time in any relationship is chsnge. And nothing brings more change in a family dynamic than when a teen is becoming their own person. — C.C. Hunter

Have you been smoking something? Seriously, I think you're a werewolf. This new snarky attitude is a dead giveaway."
"And vampires aren't snarky?" Kylie rolled her eyes.
"No, we're pissy. Snarky and pissy are two totally different things. — C.C. Hunter

She cut her eyes to the woods and whispered, "We're not alone, remember?" "I don't care who hears it. I love you!" His voice rose louder this time. She frowned. "Nothing's changed." "Everything has changed," he said. — C.C. Hunter

I personally think the downside of being able to change into anything is the fear that you don't know who you really are. — C.C. Hunter

I...I'm sorry," Kylie mumbled.
"Don't you even try to talk your way out of me being pissed!" Burnett growled. "Not a word!"
"I just..."
"That's two words and I said not one!" he snapped, and he swiped his hand through the air for emphasis.
Kylie bit down on her lip, and wouldn't you know it that's when the tears started flowing. Big, fat, and fast tears. She sniffled and wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand. Her breath caught in her chest. But damn it. Why couldn't this have happened when she was alone?
"Those tears do not affect me, young lady!" He pointed a finger at her. While she couldn't hear his heart beat to the rhythm of a lie, she heard it in his voice.

***

"I just..."
"Did I say you could talk?" he asked. He did three more pacing laps, as if working off steam, before he looked at her again. "Where were you going, Kylie?"
When she just looked at him, he bit out, "Answer me."
"You said I couldn't talk. — C.C. Hunter

Was this adulthood? To wake up every day and know it would bring both good and bad? To do things you had to do, even if you wished you didn't have to do them — C.C. Hunter

You gotta love an attentive vampire

--Kylie — C.C. Hunter

He frowned. "I knew being a vamp would be the pits."
Kylie rolled her eyes.
"I heard that," Della shouted.
"Can you hear this?" Lucas shot the bird toward the door. — C.C. Hunter

Wow," Kylie muttered, and grinned.
"Yeah, wow." Della leaned in closer. "I think Perry just grew a pair."
Kylie bit down on her lip to keep from laughing. "If this was a movie,
there would be some music playing in the background."
"I could sing," Della chuckled.
"And ruin it," Kylie teased back. "I've heard you singing in the
shower." Both grinning, they looked back at the kissing couple. — C.C. Hunter

Be forewarned,' the vamp said, 'if I learn that there's anything romantic happening here, I'm sending him packing ... less a few body parts.'
Kylie's mouth dropped open. 'Romantic? Oh, please, he's old. He's as old as you.'
Burnett's brow creased. 'Which is my point.' His frown deepened. 'Not that I'm *that* old. — C.C. Hunter

As Kylie buried her head on the camp leader's shoulder, she heard Burnett scold, "I thought I told you to wait at the camp."
Kylie felt Holiday tense at the reprimand, and then she raised her head. "And I thought you knew I don't follow anyone's orders."
"Does anyone listen to me around here?" Burnett asked, his frustration making his tone sound almost comical.
"Obviously not," one of the FRU agents said, and chuckled. — C.C. Hunter

Who the hell do you think you girls are? Charlie's Angels? — C.C. Hunter

Burnett hadn't gotten secure on his feet when Della said, "Don't start giving me crap. All I did was take the long way home. And if I hadn't, some poor girl would - "
"I'm not giving you crap," Burnett said.
Is that because he's saving it all to give to me? Chase stood quiet, dreading what might be forthcoming. — C.C. Hunter

Where are you at? Burnett's voice boomed out of her phone into the car. Della picked up a shitload of tension, but decided to ignore it and hope it was just the vampire's normal I'm-worried-therefore-I-roar voice. — C.C. Hunter