Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Quotes & Sayings

I mentally picked myself up off the floor, dusted the dirt from my poor, emotionally battered ego, and began talking myself to a better place. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Oh. Come on! I left my backpack on the bus. According to Darwin, you're a prime candidate for extinction. Too stupid to live! — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Now, I get how strange this is going to sound, but good old Craig here calling Mr. Cole a "fucking dick" somehow rubbed me the wrong way. I inexplicably felt like I was the only person in the world who'd earned that privilege. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

who made her feel like she was being carried off on a ride filled with peril and lust and discovery and triumph and failures and crazy hot love — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Helena silently put down the phone and tiptoed to the bathroom door. What should she do? Run? Knock? Walk in? Get naked? And ... how should she feel? Excited? Freaked out? Angry because he hadn't called for three weeks? Relieved, because the wait was over and she could finally start asking all those questions swimming in her head? The door swung open, and Niccolo boldly stood before her in his birthday-suit-glory, his unforgettable diamond-cut abs glistening with drops of water. A whoosh of air left her lungs. I'm going with ... naked and excited! — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

But I think deep down inside I always knew that being genuinely ugly (not just "unattractive" as Asshole had called it) would slow me down. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Thank you Liv ... Thank you for being the only woman ever brave enough to love me. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Oh God, now she couldn't remember why she'd ever left him. She needed him. More than air or sunlight and beaches, definitely more than garlic. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Teen uk'al k'iinam. Teen uk'al yah. I drink your ache. I drink your pain. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Niccolo released a quick breath. "Will you assist me or not?" he said. "Sure, my little cupcake of despair. Now, normally I charge $12.99 plus shipping and handling, but in this case I'll cut you a deal. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Oh, for God's sake, Roen! Stop with the Superman crap!"
"Not Superman. Mer. Man ... Superman is fictional. Mermen are real. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Do you think he'll ever forgive you for turning him into a Demilord before you put him to sleep in your piggy bank?" She shrugged. "Oooh. I hope not. I love conflict - World War Numero Dos ... fucking awesome! Can't wait for number three! — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

He shoved the phone at her again. "What does this do?" Hand shaking, she took it from him. "Um. It's called a Smartphone. You can talk to people or send messages. It's got Internet too." She pointed to a collection of funny looking symbols on the glossy surface. Inter-net. Is that used for some sort of fishing? And why is the phone called smart? Were prior ones stupid? — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

You may rely on it," he (Tommasso) said with that exotic accent.
"Sorry, I don't speak Magic 8-Ball. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Yes, gods could take a humanlike body, but ultimately, it was only a shell to house their true form. They were made of light, of pure energy. Humans, even those who'd become immortal through the various ways - given the gift by the gods, turned into vampires or other immortal creatures - were still made up of tangible mass. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I get that you have a huge ego and probably don't want to admit you're a disgusting, shallow bastard, but don't hide behind a doctor's note. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

And, let me compliment your fashionable attire, my friend. Is naked the new black?" said Rodrigo. Apparently, the two men could see each other. That figures; all monsters can see in dark. "I am uncertain of what happened to the old black while I have been indisposed," Niccolo replied flatly. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

A tick of amusement flashed in Tomas' eyes. "I can see you are not quite comfortable with leaving your quarters just yet, so may I order you some food?" Helena lifted her chin. She was determined to bury her fear, and that included her wobbly knees that seemed to recognize she was talking to a lion who, under normal circumstances, viewed her as a tasty gazelle. "Sausage Pizza and ... Dr. Pepper." Tomas stared for several moments, fear filling his eyes. "I am certain we can find you a pizza, but I was not aware you are ill and require a doctor. Niccolo will have my head." This was going to be a very, very long day. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Mia. I will never share you. I will never trade you. I will never leave you. You are mine, and I will not let you go. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Come, my handsome vampire. I have a few things I must do to prepare you. Then I'll put you somewhere safe to await your bride. Oh - I know!" She clapped excitedly. "You can stay inside my piggy bank! And I'll create a drama-tastic jungle intro to your lady! How about Romancing the Stone meets Apocalypto? — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Although he was an ancient Viking, Viktor wasn't "old school" as the younger vampires called it. Viktor embraced everything modern, and that included automatic handguns with custom made wooden bullets and quirky sayings like, "That's right, bitches! Who's your bad-dy? — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Life was like a river, and the river flowed in one direction and one direction only. Sometimes it moved nice and easy through familiar territory; other times it became wild and turbulent and carried you to untamed lands. You either made the most of the ride or you didn't. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

What the hell?" Helena objected. "And would someone please flick a Bic or rub two sticks together? I want to die knowing exactly what killed me. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Cimil's eyes lit. "The Niccolo DiConti? What an honor!" Niccolo stood a little taller then. "Yes, I seek your assistance." Cimil rolled her eyes. "Well, no duh. You didn't abandon your queen's side, risking her wrath, to see me in my fabulous birthday suit. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Stop staring at my fucking ass. You're too young for me. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Yes, and they'll pay. I promise. But you can't throw away your life, suffering for those who are no longer with you. You have to move on, my sweet. Leave the revenge to me. It is what I am good at. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Niccolo frowned. Why did Viktor, and modern humans for that matter, always speak of beasts of burden? Ass this and ass that. Hungry as a horse ... — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Cuchi, cuchi, cuchi - but the insane didn't need a reason. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Is there any spot on his body that isn't hard? Tonsils? Kidneys? Oh! His tongue ... silky little devil. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

In that moment, lying there on the floor in agony, he realized that was why his feelings for Liv had so drastically changed. Earlier, she had actually gotten up and attacked one of the men, trying to protect him. Him. A complete bastard who never did anything for anyone. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

A life where you didn't follow your heart wasn't a life. And sometimes you just had to make the leap and trust in something that didn't make sense. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

How was it possible he looked cool and calm and falling to pieces all at once? — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Yes! Because you're an idiot! A complete idiot! Of course, he doesn't want you. You. Are. Not. Destined. To. Ever. Love. The Universe hates you. She always has, and she always will. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

When it comes to your looks, the only option in this world that matters is yours. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Yes, a proud, proud moment in my life. If only that could go on my Facebook timeline! — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Cold-blooded? Me? Hardly. I'm the ultimate purveyor of justice, an executioner with a flawless track record and crystal clear conscience. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Becoming leader of this place had been his calling, but Liv had been his destiny. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Am I really going to die?" Cimil's face lit up with shock. "Jeez. What kind of goddess do you think I am? We just met, and I only kill people I know. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I am the man who is going to collect your soul and fuck your woman. Not necessarily in that order, but both will involve screaming. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

You don't think it makes my breasts look like a tiny butt? — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I can't remember how long it's been since we've seen such a fab show! This was drama-tastic! Better than Romeo and Juliet. Better than The Sound of Music, South Park, Trueblood, Dexter, My Little Pony, and Shrek put together! — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I saw right through that rapturous smile. He was a cruel, sadistic son of a bitch. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

There were certain elements of the human world that where out of their control: war, inflation, American Idol ... all things which could cause major irritation to a vampire's daily life. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Now if you'll excuse me, real life is calling and there's no room for self-righteous, delusional little girls. Big boys only. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

You want to leave the queen's employ?" He nodded with an uncompromising stare. "Complicated. Unprecedented. Perfectly insane ... I'm in! — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

You have to believe you deserve the things you want and expect them to happen. Then you need the determination to see them through despite the obstacles. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

The heat of his sweet breath mixing with hers, his scent filling her lungs, was like a drug made from concentrated sin. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

It was completely unprofessional to speak about your boss like that to someone who wasn't a trusted friend or family member you leaned on for the requisite boss-venting. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

It was a startling revelation, really. How had I gone from infatuation to soul-clenching lust to ... love?
True love defies logic. That's its signature trait.
Funny, people always said love was something that grew in both intensity and depth as you got to know a person, but I was never sure about that. Maybe the love is already there, dormant inside your heart, waiting for "the one" to unlock it. That would certainly explain how I felt; I loved him. I felt like I always had and I always would — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

It was funny - this man, or whatever he was, spoke with the naivety of child and the authority of a king. He was kind of sweet but a total a-hole at the same time. It was a strange combination. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I'd spent so much time thinking about the future and about becoming someone I could never be that I'd simply missed the point: I was alive. Now. This very moment. And that's all there was. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Helena, my love," she heard a deep voice whisper from behind. Helena gasped and held on tight to that breath. Jeans clutched to her chest, she turned slowly toward the voice. There was no one there. "It's official. I'm obsessed. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I realized how love could insulate a person from just about anything. Especially self-love. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Hey, I've been alive for a very, very long time. Boring," she sang out. "Gotta do something for kicks, and a good apocalypse every now and then fills the cracks. It's like the Super Bowl for us gods ... but without the beer and everyone could die. Fun, right? — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

All right. This was no time to crumble. I'd been through an excessive amount of terrifying events. So I needed to take that scary little rabbit hole I was about to dive down, fold it neatly in the palm of my hand, and shove it into my pocket, my Can't Deal With This Now Pocket. Later, when I could process this, I'd take that journey. Until then, I wouldn't try to comprehend, rationalize, or analyze — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I felt like I'd been licked by a hungry, dangerous lion. It felt fucking wonderful. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I'm going to give you some advice: don't be such a whiny asshole. It makes you look weak. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

You will marry me. We will be together. I will not discuss this again." His dark eyes turned into bottomless, black pits. "Capisce?" he growled. Barbarian. Or, is he a medieval bastard? Dammit why didn't I pay closer attention to time periods in history class? — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Ironically, I remember that not even the pretty girls were exempt from this sick breed of torment. And if they couldn't escape it, what about me? — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

We fight every step of the godsdamned way, every godsdamned moment, for every godsdamned inch. We never give up. We never given in. Complacency is the devil if there was a devil. Which there is not. There's — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I am the captain of my own crunch. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

That sports were theatrical events meant to fill a primal void created by the lack of bloodshed men craved. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

If you love her, set her free. If she comes back, she's yours. If she doesn't ... Christ! Stubborn woman! Hunt her down, and bring her the hell back; she's still yours according to vampire law.
- Niccolo DiConti, General of the Vampire Queen's Army. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

As darkness descended, fear continued hammering on the cracks of her rational mind. Even the critters had decided to ratchet up the volume. Great. A creepy nature soundtrack for my own personal nightmare. How about some Tomb Raider music, people! — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

a towering mass of lust-provoking maleness. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

closed my eyes for a quick nap. A huge fucking — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

You are the most unattractive woman I've ever met. And you are exactly what I need. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Her lack of enthusiasm for life was finally catching up to her. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Helena abruptly stopped, cursing herself for deciding to go on this stupid trip to the ruins. If only she'd stayed at the hotel with her friends, none of this would've happened. Now her life was basically over; she'd end up dinner or a prisoner of some deranged nudist vampire. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

And watch your tongue. I happen to be partial to humans - most, anyway. Clowns, not so much. Those evil bastards never stop smiling."
Niccolo didn't know what these "clowns" were, but he made a mental not to stay away if he ever encountered one. Sounded unpleasant. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

It is called cacophobia, Miss Snow. It is a disorder. I blinked at him, trying my best not to laugh hysterically and roll on the floor. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I vote you fire him and then kick his ass so your liability is reduced to only your personal assets versus the company's. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

There is only one way to be relieved from her service: death. I would like to avoid it." "I see. You wouldn't happen to have some wildly irrational reason for doing all this, would you? I love acts of futile insolence. They're so whimsical!" Trying not to sound like a pansy, he admitted, "I no longer wish to kill for her." "A vampire who doesn't want to ... kill? You don't want to - " Cimil broke off, laughing hysterically. "That totally qualifies! — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I don't know, maybe it has something to do with you telling me I found the love of my life and now I have to die to save him. Could — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I have every right. You were born to be mine. And you wish to deny me the right to say how I feel, to speak the truth? — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

She had to get a hold of herself. She had to run. Did she have a chance of making it out alive? Something told her "no." Definitely no. The chamber exit, a narrow doorway, led to an even narrower passage that would dump her back into the dark jungle. She wouldn't make it two feet before he barreled down on her with those powerful thighs. Yes, powerful thighs. Ummm. She ground her palm into her forehead. Tramp! Get a hold of yourself. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I couldn't have been the first woman to hate him and want him.
And hate him some more.
After wanting him just a little more.
And feeling disgusted with myself for it. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Okay. Good point." He's very honest. I should ask how he is in bed. She slapped her hands over her mouth. "I didn't just say that out loud again, did I?"
"Yes, you did. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I wanted to ruffle this man's pretty feathers. Then I wanted to pluck them out and make a fancy headband. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I think," she said, "that you are possibly the most misjudged man I've ever met."
He laughed. "Really now? Why's that?"
"Because your face is the least beautiful thing about you. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

For darn certain, that other sensation (which she was not going to think about) was her body telling her the time had come to give away that virginity of hers - just like those size seven jeans in the back of her closet. How unkind to keep something someone else could put to good use. Greedy, greedy girl. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I hate that for a few hours I got a taste of a damned happy new life; then you snatched it all away. But — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Andrus turned the engine and gave her a suspicious look. "You smell like ... " He shifted into drive. "What?" "Nothing, but - did something happen inside?" Could he really smell ... that? He crinkled his nose. "Your face is red and your scent is ... " Oh, God. He can! Kill me now! Giant bomb, falling tree, spontaneous combustion ... anything! — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I think it's because when I look at you, I see us. and we're beautiful together. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Didn't need anyone. Never had. Because she was a survivor. Uh-huh. That's right. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Where the hell are you, Cimil?"
"Popping tags with Roberto," she replied.
"Popping what?" he asked.
Cimil growled. "You shame Macklemore - I'm at a thrift store. Where else would a goddess find a microwave for her potpie and a new pair of pink hot pants? And a Lee Majors doll! Score! — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Kiss me, woman. I command you, the voice echoed, this time compelling her to obey. Helena's survival instincts gave her a hard kick, jarring her back into the horrific reality of the situation. But as she tried to regain control of her body, her tongue slipped from her mouth and wet her lips. Traitorous tongue. Backstabbing lips. What the hell are you doing? — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

There is new information."
"Are you going to share it?"
"No."
Of course not. Because it would totally ruin his whole mysterious vibe. Can't have that. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

You're hurt, she commented. And I care? Okay. It's official. I'm my own species now: pathetic-deathwish-osaurus ... I sooo hear extinction calling me. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Niccolo had never seen so many gadgets and flashing lights, all just so they could remotely observe an abandoned military hanger about a quarter mile away. In the good ol' days, we just hid behind a bush. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

An hour later, a nameless, cold-faced man returned with a tray of fresh pasta, warm bread, and a few bags of brand new comfort clothes: yoga pants, tees, a few sports bras, and ... pink thong underwear? Well, of course. Wouldn't want to be held prisoner and have panty lines. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

She had witnessed Niccolo flag down a blue pickup that night by merely whispering, Stop your mechanical carriage. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Cimil watched Helena disappear into the pawnshop. "Ha! Did I tell you this was gonna be drama-tastic, or what?" she said toward the roof of the car. "Just wait 'til you see what I have coming next! That vampire's gonna be so jealous, his head's going to spin like a Beyblade. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Your body is a piece of fucking art, but that doesn't mean you can use it to get what you want. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

He's such a workaholic. Never stops to reflect, smell the roses. It's just kill, kill, protect, protect with that man. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I happen to be partial to humans - most, anyway. Clowns, not so much. Those evil bastards never stop smiling. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Okay. Parachuting on its own? Maybe not so terrifying. Parachuting into a Mexican jungle at night while strapped to an angry Uchben man named Brutus? An unimaginable nightmare that would haunt my every waking moment for the rest of my life. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

With its ten-foot-high inward sloping walls, slick with algae, I was stuck. "Lord love a duck," I muttered. "Can this get any worse? — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

You do not mean that, my sweet. I know you are lying." Yes. Maybe. Crap! I don't ... "No". — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff