Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
Perhaps some of the appeal of the dangerous-but-yummy paranormal anti-hero lies in his scorn for societal expectations. Yes, women have come a long way, but there are still some cultural stigmas more associated with women than men.
Jeaniene Frost
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
Jeaniene Frost
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: June 13
Author
Novelist
Writer
the United States of America
Long
Lies
Scorn
Way
Perhaps
Associated
Men
Dangerous
Appeal
Lying
Appeals
Stigmas
Stills
Cultural
Yummy
Women
Anti
Societal
Still
Expectations
Paranormal
Come
Hero
Stigma
More quotes by Jeaniene Frost
It was official. I now wanted to murder a ghost, a notion I'd discarded as unlikely only twenty minutes before. (Cat)
Jeaniene Frost
Cat cleared her throat in the tense silence that followed. Uh, before this goes any further, let’s at least introduce ourselves to your friend. I’m Cat, and this is my husband, Bones. We’re part of Mencheres’ twisted little fang family.
Jeaniene Frost
Anytime you want to lay off the paybacks God, that'd be great.
Jeaniene Frost
I know I'm delicious. Nummy.....nummy. -Vlad
Jeaniene Frost
After further introductions were made, we settled in the family room. Yes, the living room would have been nicer, but I wanted comfortable surroundings while plotting to murder one famed historical figure with another one. ~Cat
Jeaniene Frost
I think this’ll definitely tide me over while we’re apart,”Bones laughed, dragging me into his arms with far more strength and quickness than was fair, considering I still had trouble making my limbs operate. “Oh, Kitten,” he murmured as his lips dragged down my throat. “You didn’t really think we were done, did you?
Jeaniene Frost
Charlie whistled Amazing Grace as he drove. It was all I could do not to whip my head around and snap, Are you kidding me? Couldn't he pick something more appropriate, like Shout at the Devil or Don't fear the Reaper? Some people had no sense of the proper music for a kidnapping.
Jeaniene Frost
First bubble baths. Now Disney parks. You're shattering every creep vampire myth I've ever heard.
Jeaniene Frost
Trying to wake you,” Bones answered crisply. “I cut you, threw water on you, slapped you, and set a lighter to your legs. For future reference, which one of those do you think worked?” “Good God,” I hissed. “No wonder I thought you were Death incarnate in my dream, and that made me run toward Gregor at first!
Jeaniene Frost
I heard the car door shut and then Fabian's voice. You won't believe what I found around the edge of your property, the ghost announced. A cave with prehistoric painting inside it! I rolled my eyes. That was the best tactic Fabian could come up with? This was a vampire he was trying to stall, not a paleontologist.
Jeaniene Frost
A hysterical human? Who hadn't seen that before?
Jeaniene Frost
I’ve heard the expression climbing walls, but I never thought I’d experience it, let alone like that,” she murmured, her mouth curling into what was probably a dreamy smile.
Jeaniene Frost
I stared at him in silence. There were so many things I wanted to say. Like, How could you think what I feel for you is only physical? or, Don't you know you're my best friend? and finally, Bones, I love-
Jeaniene Frost
This isn’t the first time I’ve faced death, and I don’t intend for it to be the last,” I said, repeating the same words he’d told me before fighting in that fateful duel. “I’ve chosen to live a dangerous life, but it’s who I am, and that wouldn’t change even if we’d never met.
Jeaniene Frost
And that, Annette, is called Pilates
Jeaniene Frost
You're the light I can never have and I'm the darkness you'll never succumb to.
Jeaniene Frost
Isn’t he gorgeous?” With those rolls, the wet-sounding grunts, bulbous wiggly tail, and smashed face—not to mention the fart the dog let out once he situated himself—he was gorgeous in a way that only a parent could appreciate.
Jeaniene Frost
You’re meant for me, and I will have you.
Jeaniene Frost
How I hated the dark part of me that continually foretold of failure or futility.
Jeaniene Frost
Tate grabbed me, hugging me so hard, I knew I'd have bruises. He was probably unaware of it, not having had much time to get used to his new strength. I pushed at him, Tate...you're squeezing me too hard. He let go of me so fast I almost staggered. Oh Christ, I can't do anything right!
Jeaniene Frost