S.M. Reine Quotes & Sayings

Sometimes things that are worth having are worth fixing up. Not everything comes in perfect condition, but it doesn't mean it's not the right one for you. — S.M. Reine

People say time machines don't exist, but they do. They're your friends, and being around them takes you right back to that place in time you had long since put away. — S.M. Reine

Inhaler. Rylie crept around a tree, peering into the darkness. Maybe it was a deer or something. If that's you, Amber, you better hope I don't find you. I'll - I'll beat you — S.M. Reine

Elise didn't listen the corpse as James emptied his stomach a few feet away. — S.M. Reine

Dying is as natural as being born, and all of us have to face it someday. Some sooner than others. It's difficult to understand the meaning of it all. The question isn't, 'Why do we die?' The correct question is, 'Why do we live? — S.M. Reine

Werewolves are the guardians of humanity, and their form should be purer while exorcised. They'll be assets in the last battle. — S.M. Reine

Wow. Talk about humbling. — S.M. Reine

None of that "the day is over, now I can chill in front of my Firefly DVDs for the seventeenth time" warmth. — S.M. Reine

Her room was like a cage, but it was better than the city. — S.M. Reine

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Well, getting up a tree is a piece of cake. But I can testify to the fact that going down is no easy feat. Now I knew why cats got stuck in them and needed a fireman to come to their rescue. Of course, having seen some of the sexy local firemen in their gear, I'd pretend to be stuck in a tree too. — S.M. Reine

Remind me to never visit the Arctic Ocean during winter again, — S.M. Reine

No, you're just old. You've seen everything." "Not so old that I can't still kick your ass, girl," Gwyn said. — S.M. Reine

In the beginning, there was the earth, formless and empty. Darkness hung over the surface of the deep. And then there was light. It spilled over the waters, vast and powerful, and its creation severed the unity that had come before. This light was a separate entity from the darkness. Something novel and cruelly different. The spirits called it "day." Its opposite was called "night." Between them was evening and morning - the First Day. This division marked the end of peace in the universe. Everything has been pretty much fucked up since then. — S.M. Reine

Good grief, this guy had a sleeping rug on his chest. — S.M. Reine

You've taken so many drugs that you couldn't legally operate a pair of safety scissors. — S.M. Reine

So what, you assumed you'd show up before the dance and I'd magically be ready to go? I need warning to get beautiful. — S.M. Reine

James was a good twenty years old and several inches taller - it shouldn't have been a fight at all. But — S.M. Reine

continues in book 3 of the series: Long Night Moon. If you'd like to know when I publish a new book, visit my website to sign up for my new release email alerts! I also hope — S.M. Reine

Rifle at Rylie. He stared at her down the barrel, meeting her reflective golden gaze. She was a beautiful wolf, much more slender than Jericho, and more — S.M. Reine

Color faded into Lincoln's cheeks. — S.M. Reine

Her lip curled over her fangs. He tried to get onto his — S.M. Reine

punching holes the size of dogs — S.M. Reine

Be less stupid or I'll fucking kill you, — S.M. Reine

They don't need our help." "They don't need it. But we can sit here and watch TV shows, or we can go get into trouble. What do you think, Suze? Feel up to raiding a ritual sacrifice featuring twelve pimply teenagers and some filet mignon?" A smile blossomed on Suzy's lips. "This job," she said with a lot more fondness than she had before. "This fucking job." Damn straight. — S.M. Reine

Never talk to them when they're human, or they'll trick you. You'll get confused and sympathetic. That was what his mom always said. She was probably right. Last time he talked to a werewolf, he ended up dating her. — S.M. Reine

Forward, and he tried to get to his feet again, but his leg collapsed — S.M. Reine

Abuelita had her chancla. If we mouthed off, she'd take her sandal off and hurl it at us, and I swear to every deity that's ever existed that the chancla had homing powers. It could turn corners and strike us square in the face when we were trying to run away. Pops didn't have a chancla, so he had to settle for using magic if we broke one of his rules. — S.M. Reine

The little girl smiled. The spaces in between her teeth were dark with blood. Aside from that, she was kind of cute. — S.M. Reine

Metaraon, with his unmerciful stare, — S.M. Reine

Were preparing to moor a visiting dirigible. With such fantastic zoom, she could see that there were OPA guards in black suits waiting to receive the airship. A lot of them. Whoever was on the dirigible must have been important. She focused on the airship. The sanctuary logo marked the side. Rylie Gresham was arriving for her meeting, just as Stark had said she would. The Godslayer was right there. She'd have all the answers that Deirdre wanted. "Having trouble?" the old tourist asked kindly. — S.M. Reine

He had a Cro-Magnon forehead, a weak jaw, sagging jowls. Chunks of his cheeks looked like they had been bitten away by rodents. He could have been smiling and looked like a gargoyle. — S.M. Reine

We don't got anyone better. — S.M. Reine

Do you think He can see when one of my gloves is off? — S.M. Reine

Buggy eyes supported her theory that there might be something off about her — S.M. Reine

Anthony massaged his left thumb with his right, scraping off blood he couldn't remember bleeding. Brown clouds swirled down the drain. — S.M. Reine

Getting shot was an experience that Elise ranked on the "unpleasantness" scale right around "trying to survive a week without coffee. — S.M. Reine

Knowledge given was not as valuable as knowledge discovered on one's own, — S.M. Reine

Her eyes were darkened pits of fury. She had become the spirit of vengeance itself, barely contained by human flesh. — S.M. Reine

The fjord was frozen solid, — S.M. Reine

No sex. No taking care of her pack. No physical activity at all.
Being pregnant was definitely much, much worse than being a werewolf. — S.M. Reine

Gotten a good look at her face. But they didn't recognize her as Stark's cohort. They must not have been big on reading blogs or watching the news. Deirdre took the camera. "Sure. Where's the button?" He quickly showed her how to operate it, and Deirdre stepped back to get both of them in the frame. The camera had a telephoto lens. She aimed it at the top of the building, zooming in so that she could look at the skeletal upper levels, where they were preparing to moor a visiting dirigible. With such fantastic zoom, she could see that there were OPA guards in black suits waiting to receive the airship. — S.M. Reine

Three months earlier ... Empty buses idled in the parking lot at the bottom of Gray Mountain. Almost everyone had — S.M. Reine

My ability to get shocked has eloped with my sanity and run away to Africa. — S.M. Reine

It hadn't used to be like this, — S.M. Reine

When she released him, James looked stunned. "Still?" She suppressed a swell of sadness. "Always. — S.M. Reine

It felt like her brain had become writhing worms inside of her skull, trying to escape through her eye sockets. — S.M. Reine

I don't, but angels and demons colluded to wipe shapeshifters off the face of the Earth for a reason." Elise clenched her fists. "And Rylie would have wanted it like that. Any protests? — S.M. Reine

I liked to watch anime in the original Japanese even though I couldn't speak a single word of the language. — S.M. Reine

She wore leather pants, a long-sleeved shirt open over a tank top, and enough guns and knives to make her look like a pissed-off Ninja Turtle. — S.M. Reine

She wished that the werewolves had picked someone - anyone - other than Levi to represent the pack at their meeting while Abel was in mourning. Someone who was slightly less of an idiot. — S.M. Reine

He had to be kidding. If he had been any more toned, I might have dry humped his leg when I first saw him at Dairy Queen. — S.M. Reine

Just because you boys are willing to work off the books doesn't mean that I am," Suzy rasped. "First time one of you did that, I ended up in a Union detention center. And now getting mauled by a creepy little demon? No. I'm not writing up the justification for this. If you don't like it, then you can suck my giant monster dick." "Monster dick?" Fritz echoed dryly. "Well, isn't today full of revelations? — S.M. Reine

Familiar voice said softly behind her. She didn't say anything back. She snuggled into — S.M. Reine

Could tell by the trail of drool connecting her lips to the back of her wrist. — S.M. Reine

Elise didn't hesitate to punch her hand into a man's chest to pulverize a demon eyeball, but a batch of burned cookies could bring her to her knees. — S.M. Reine

Without the baggy clothes or oven mitts, she looked less like a cute young housewife and more like something that had crawled out of Hell. — S.M. Reine

Man in a white tank top, oblivious to the cold, jogged past — S.M. Reine

The question isn't "Why do we die?" The question is "Why do we live? — S.M. Reine

What about nightmares? Have you experienced sexual dreams of a dark nature? — S.M. Reine

He had a Cro-Magnon forehead, — S.M. Reine

Rylie didn't realize how afraid she'd been until it drained out and left her weak. Gwyn stopped — S.M. Reine

1. The End of Summer The moon rose high in the sky. Rylie's veins pulsed with its power. It pressed against her bones, strained against her muscles, and fought to erupt from her flesh. A wolf's howl broke the silence of the night. It called to her, telling her to change. "No," she whimpered, digging fingernails into her shins hard enough to draw blood. "No." Rylie burned. The fire was going to consume her. The moon called her name, but it would be the end of her humanity if she obeyed it. She would never see her family again. She would never see her friends or graduate high school. Rylie might not die, but her life would be over. Yet if she didn't change, the boy she loved would die at the jaws of the one who changed her. Rylie had to lose him or lose her entire life. But was love worth becoming a monster? — S.M. Reine

He jumped at her. It was a pathetic escape attempt. He was so slow that he didn't get far. Elise caught up to him in three long strides and slammed the back of his head into the — S.M. Reine

Crystal and Trevin devoured a cow's worth of steak. — S.M. Reine

Adam's lineage came through one of Eleanor's husbands - Seth's father, — S.M. Reine

They were twin beasts in the night, swift and sleek and growling. With her body arched over the moonlight-soaked motorcycle, her thighs welded to metal and leather, Elise felt like she and the bike had become a single animal - another member of Rylie's pack, restricted only to where the wheels could take her. — S.M. Reine