Jana Oliver Quotes & Sayings

As Beck drove out of the garage, he gave the parking attendants a big toothy smile and a wave. "There's some snow on the fifth level. Thought ya might like to know. Y'all have a nice day, now!" he called out.
No wonder Dad liked working with you. — Jana Oliver

You can't carry the world on yer shoulders, broad as they are. — Jana Oliver

I could stay here forever."
"But you won't."
"Maybe I will. — Jana Oliver

Adults always acted like they could fix everything. But they can't. And they know it. — Jana Oliver

Find Dad Bust Holy Water Scam Save the World Buy Groceries Do Laundry — Jana Oliver

Ya called Fargo yet?"
"No, I've been too busy trying to destroy the Guild and corrupt Simon's soul. Being evil is a full-time job. — Jana Oliver

Riley found her friend studying the contents of one of the store's display windows. It was full of sparkle. "How do you catch this thing?" he asked.
She dug in her bag, pulled out a sippy cup, and handed it to him.
"You're joking, right?" he said. "You trap demons with cups that have dancing bears on them?"
She glowered at him. "See the glitter in the bottom? Klepto-Fiends can't resist it."
He held up the sippy cup and compared it to the exquisitely cut diamonds in the store window.
"Wanna bet?"
And I brought him along why? — Jana Oliver

You need to look hot now that you've got three guys giving you the eye.""
Three?"
"Sweet blue-eyed blond trapper ... Muscled blond trapper number two, who buys you cards ... And that gorgeous, 'Where have you been all my life' dude with the raven-black hair and dark eyes. — Jana Oliver

I'm home. Ya happy now?' Beck's gravelly voice demanded. 'Yes, I am.' 'Yer' treatin' me like i'm some idiot kid,' he complained. 'Gee, I wonder where I learned that?' He hung up on her. — Jana Oliver

Paul sold his soul for you, didn't he?' Riley turned towards him, astonished, 'How did you know?' Beck adjusted the blanket again. 'I just figured it out. That's what a man should do for his daughter. Or his woman.' He looked her straight in the eyes. 'I'd do it for you if it kept ya safe,' he said tenderly. He'd go to Hell for me. In that instant, Riley knew she'd do the same for him. — Jana Oliver

No more messing around with Hell. They play for keeps.' 'So does Heaven. — Jana Oliver

What about Beck?"
"Backwoods Boy? Are you crazy? It'd be a threesome - me, him and his overbearing ego. Definitely doomed to failure. — Jana Oliver

That's Denver Beck, isn't it? Paul mentioned him. What's he like?" Ori asked.
"Oh, where do I start? Beck's mouthy and he lives to tell me what to do." In short, he's so not you. "Why do you want to know?"
A glimmer appeared in Ori's dark eyes.
"Just scoping out the competition. — Jana Oliver

For they both were solitary,
She on earth and he is heaven.
And he wooed her with caressed,
Wooed her with his smile of sunshine
-Song of Hiawatha, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow — Jana Oliver

Beck finished his call. Once he was paying attention again, she pointed downward with the pipe. Peering over the edge of the building, he blinked at the sight, then grinned.
"Good job. Remind me not to piss ya off. Ya might think of usin' that on me sometime."
"So tempting," she said. Except I'd aim for your knees. Your head's too hard. — Jana Oliver

The witch reached into the picnic basket and pulled out a light brown chamois bag about the size of a playing card. "Maybe this will help you. It'll boost your self-esteem."
Now we're getting somewhere. Riley took the bag and opened it. She looked to the bottom to find ... nothing.
"Ah, it's empty."
"Of course," Ayden replied. "It's up to you to fill it. Find things that mean something to you, that represent times where you've overcome an obstacle, learned something important. Put those items in the bag and they'll help you find your strength. — Jana Oliver

I can't face losin' ya, Riley. Yer all I got left in this world.
That brutal honesty again. He'd peeled away more armor, and this time he'd exposed his heart. — Jana Oliver

What did ya learn from this dumbass stunt?"
Here's where she was supposed to apologize, promise to be a good little girl and never do anything like this again.
Screw that.
Riley locked eyes with him. "I learned that the Holy Water better be fresh, that I need practice throwing the spheres, and that someone has to watch my back so asshats don't steal my demons. — Jana Oliver

The Prince of Hell shrugged. 'Shit Happens — Jana Oliver

Will you wear my ring so all the world knows yer mine?"
Beck wasn't asking for her hand in marriage, but it was so close he might as well be. Riley was deeply touched and she struggled to find the right words.
"Yes," she began. "I'd be proud to. — Jana Oliver

She was a journeyman trapper and caretaker of Denver Beck's heart. Even Hell knew her name.
Blackthorne's daughter would never settle for "okay" ever again.
From now on, it's awesome or nothing. — Jana Oliver

What was the point of a sacrifice if it wasn't meant for the ones you loved? — Jana Oliver

Love me. Forever. — Jana Oliver

Do what ya have to do to pay off yer debt with Heaven,' he said, his concern for proper speech abandoned. 'But ya do not die on me, ya understand? I can't live without ya. Yer all I got, woman.' Her breath caught in her lungs. 'I don't want to be here if you're not. — Jana Oliver

Don't start," he warned.
"What?" she said, grinning. "I'm sure all the big, bad trappers have a bun-bun in their houses. — Jana Oliver

I'll be there for ya, girl. No matter what.
Beck took a deep breath and released it slowly. He had to stay strong for her, make the tough decisions. It was best that Paul's daughter never know how he felt about her. There'd be less hurt that way, for both of them.
Just keep her safe, God. I can settle for that. — Jana Oliver

Ya hafta be there for Beck. He only has you."
Riley sighed. "I'll get the car. — Jana Oliver

That was a kiss for the record books. — Jana Oliver

reading is the soul's salvation — Jana Oliver

I should go. Stewart's waitin' for me. Says he wants to teach me how to use a sword properly.' Riley hooted. 'Can I watch? This should be totally hilarious.' 'Ya've got no respect woman.' Beck retorted. After the door closed behind him she realized what he'd said. 'Woman?' He wasn't calling her girl any longer. — Jana Oliver

I love you Denver Beck," she whispered. "I have for a long time." Then she stepped back. "Now it's your turn to decide if you love me. — Jana Oliver

Here I am with a seriously hunky guy and I'm covered in demon pee. Why does the universe hate me? — Jana Oliver

A soul is forged in the fires of adversity, not comfort. — Jana Oliver

The next kiss deepened, became more urgent, needy. There was no space between them, and she could feel he enjoyed their closeness. Riley heard him moan and they reluctantly broke apart. — Jana Oliver

Wow! It's like magic! she exclaimed.
Simon shook his head. "It's God's love. That's stronger than any magic." - The Demon Trapper's Daughter — Jana Oliver

Yes!' Beck crowed, pumping his fist into the air. 'That rocks!' Then he charged off in search of another Three to decapitate. Riley sighed to herself. 'I've created a monster. — Jana Oliver

Simon had
been all lined up and he'd managed to throw away the best girl he'd ever meet.
"What a dumbass," Beck muttered. "No way I'd have done that. — Jana Oliver

Libraries and demons," she muttered. "What is the attraction? — Jana Oliver

Do not get yourself arrested, you hear?" she urged. "I am not going to bail your butt out of jail, mister."
"Now who's goin' all old geezer, huh?" He snorted. "I'm gonna get drunk and pass out on my bed at home. Haven't done that for so long I can't remember."
"Probably a reason for that, Beck. You're killing brain cells, and you don't have that many to spare. — Jana Oliver

Beck must have seen how frightened she was because his expression softened. He leaned close, and whispered, "Do ya trust me, Riley?"
Tears built in her eyes.
"Yes," she whispered, trembling in fear. Always.
"Then it'll be all right," he replied. Beck gently placed a kiss on her forehead. — Jana Oliver

It's up to you to fill it. Find things that mean something to you, that represent times where you've overcome an obstacle, learned something important. Put those items in the bag and they'll help you find your strength.'
'I'm not sure if that's going to help much.' Unless I put a brick in it and nail Brandy between the eyes. — Jana Oliver

The End is Nigh!" the man shouted.
"Is there still time for hot chocolate?" Riley asked.
The-End-is-Nigh guy blinked. "Ah, maybe, I don't know. — Jana Oliver

Accept that I enjoy being with you. Accept that when I'm with you I see Heaven in your eyes. — Jana Oliver

Ya've got no respect, woman," Beck retorted. After the door closed behind him she realized what he'd said.
"Woman?" He wasn't calling her girl any longer.
If that wasn't a sign the world was ending, what other proof did she need? — Jana Oliver

So what did you bring? Lip gloss and a hairbrush?"
Smirking, she unpacked the sandwiches Mort's cook had made for her, along with an ample slice of chocolate cake. "You owe me an apology."
"Omigod, it's a feast! Okay, you're forgiven. — Jana Oliver

Riley. How bad has it been?"
"Just fabulous. The demonic kitten really made my night. — Jana Oliver

Can you dance?" she asked before she could stop herself.
"I can," he said, affronted. "I'm really good with the slow songs. — Jana Oliver

My name is Mortimer Alexander and I am a licensed summoner."
"Darn. I'd hoped you were the pizza delivery guy. — Jana Oliver

What would you pack for Armageddon? Sunscreen and shades? Flame-proof underwear? Maybe a travel guide to the Underworld? — Jana Oliver

I thought he worked for Heaven.' I thought I was in love. — Jana Oliver

Were ya really tryin' to stab that demon in the ass?"
Riley groaned. "No, I was aiming for its leg, and it moved. I looked like a total dork."
Not to me. — Jana Oliver

The demon stopped its frantic attempts to escape. It stared at the glitter and began to pant, fingers twitching in anticipation. More twitching. Faster than she'd expected, it zoomed up to the sparkles, despite the danger. She snagged the fiend right before it picked up the last one, and dropped the Magpie into the cup. Instead of a flood of swear words or the offer of a favor, she heard a long, tortured sigh. Then it sat, sorting the glitter into piles by color.
Now she'd seen everything. — Jana Oliver

Ah, that's your problem," Riley said, relieved to be on familiar ground. "You've got a copy of Paradise Lost
in your house. Biblios hate Milton. Same with Dante, C.S. Lewis and most holy books. They'll go after those every time. — Jana Oliver

When he turned back toward her, he kissed her deeply. "Don't ever doubt that I love you," he said, cupping her chin in his strong hands. "That will never change."
Beck's taught body covered hers, alive and vital, charged with desire.
And then they became one. — Jana Oliver

She knew what he had in mind.
He'll propose in Scotland on my birthday.
There was no doubt as to what her answer would be. — Jana Oliver

It was the kiss of a man who had waited years for the moment, and feared that it would never come again. — Jana Oliver

He slid his hand onto Riley's bare abdomen. "I got to thinkin' that a few years down the line, when yer older, what if that was our baby and I could feel it right here under my hand. Feel the life we'd created."
Riley's eyes moistened. "Girl or boy?"
"Doesn't matter. If it's a girl, we can name her after my gran. Her name was Emily Rose."
"Hmm ... I like that. Maybe the boy could be Paul Arthur, like my dad."
"Yeah, that works. But that's all the way down the line, isn't it?" It might never come to pass. — Jana Oliver

I promised Paul I'd keep ya safe, he said. If that means packin' yer ass out of town so it doesen't get humped by a smooth talkin' loser, that's the way it's gonna be. — Jana Oliver

Girl? He pressed.
The name is Riley, she shot back. Learn it. Use it! — Jana Oliver

'The demon cried, waving its furry arms above his head like a demented orangutan. — Jana Oliver

He pulled her into a tight embrace. There was the sting of tears on her cheeks, but they weren't hers. He kissed the top of her head and murmured something. She didn't hear what he'd said, but that didn't matter. He was alive.
Riley wanted to stay in his arms, but ... — Jana Oliver

Everyone has a breaking point, Riley. He hit his long time ago.
But you didn't.
He smiled and sqeezed her hand.'Because of you.'
Weaving his arm around her waist, they walked up the stairs in tandem.
- Riley Blackthorne and Paul Blackthorne — Jana Oliver

You will be my downfall, Riley Blackthorne. — Jana Oliver

You could have let that thing flatten me, but you didn't. Why?"
"I could ask you the same question."
She was too tired to edit her mouth. "You're my master. I couldn't let that thing kill another trapper, even if I think he's a total asshat."
Harper looked at her for a long time then cracked a toothy grin. "And you're one mouthy bitch, but you're my apprentice. I don't need the reputation that my people die because I don't protect them."
That was fair. — Jana Oliver

Riley Blackthorne - kicking hell's ass one demon at a time. — Jana Oliver

Kiss my ass, demon!' Beck whooped, and shot a first in the air. — Jana Oliver

Accepting favors from fiends was so against the rules. Like potato chips, you couldn't stop at just one, then you'd find yourself at Hell's front door trying to explain why your soul had a big brand on it that said Property of Lucifer. — Jana Oliver

That's when she'd learned that male egos and fruit had a lot in common: Both bruised easily. — Jana Oliver

I'm not going to faint at the sight of your butt,' she said. 'Ya might, and I don't want that on my conscience,' he said, tossing the jeans aside. — Jana Oliver

Ya lied to me and put yerself in danger. If the Three hadn't ripped you apart, those two bastards would have. Ya gotta listen to me girl. I've been down this road myself.'
Riley Smirked. 'Those guys wanted to party with you too? — Jana Oliver

Beck behaved himself, though it was really difficult, especially during the slow dances when they were so tantalizingly close. He savoured the feel of her against his body, the light scent of her perfume, the in her eyes that told him he was the center of her universe. It was a new and totally overwhelming experience. — Jana Oliver

Ozymandias controls not only the dead, but the living. He works the dark magics, and it is said he knows the paths between the worlds and walks them without fear. He wields the-"
"Stop! In English, okay?""
"In English?" she asked, throwing the empty wineglass into the picnic basket. Riley nodded.
"You're in serious shit. — Jana Oliver