Quote

She doesn't even know how to kill things properlike? What kind of girl have you given me to, goddess? Vic protested, fixing his eye on Nike once more. Nike let out a laugh. Vic is a little bloodthirsty. You'll get used to it.

Jennifer Estep

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Jennifer Estep
Age: 24
Born: 2000
Born: January 1
Author
Writer
Things
Girl
Protested
Given
Nike
Doesn
Fixing
Used
Goddess
Littles
Laugh
Little
Kill
Even
Laughing
Kind
Eye
Bloodthirsty

More quotes by Jennifer Estep

Image
And I was stuck here at Warrior Freaks R Us.
Jennifer Estep
Image
And that's when I snapped up my left hand and smashed him in the face with the hammer I'd grabbed.
Jennifer Estep
Image
I looked at Bria. “How do you put up with him?” Bria started to open her mouth, but Finn piped up instead. “She puts up with me because I happen to be rich, handsome, charming, a witty conversationalist, and exceptionally talented in bed,” he smirked. “Flexible too.” I groaned. “I did not need to hear those last two.
Jennifer Estep
Image
I'd be damned if I let him see the tears in my eyes.
Jennifer Estep
Image
Really, Gin, did you have to ruin my suit?” he said. “This was a Fiona Fine original.
Jennifer Estep
Image
What are you smiling at?’ - ‘Oh, nothing much. Just my hero
Jennifer Estep
Image
Hey, are you okay?”he asked “Nickamedes told me what happened with Preston. He and the others were worried about you. They’re out looking for you, along with Daphne, Carson, and Oliver.”I let out a bitter laugh.“I must have really freaked them out if Nickamedes was worried about me.
Jennifer Estep
Image
That was my favorite dagger. She had a favorite dagger? Seriously? And she thought that I was a freak.
Jennifer Estep
Image
Easy was for people too weak to suck it up and do what needed to be done. And I wasn’t weak. Not anymore.
Jennifer Estep
Image
It didn't take long for the anger to put the happiness in a headlock.
Jennifer Estep
Image
Jasmine smirke at the weapon in my hand. That little toothpick won't save you, Gypsy. Touthpick? Vic muttered in an indignant voice. “Did she just call me a bleeding toothpick? Kill her! Kill her now!
Jennifer Estep
Image
He gave me his word. That means something to a man like Donovan Caine. Yeah, it means you'll realize he's an exceptionally good liar when you're clutching your intestines and choking on your own blood on his living room floor.
Jennifer Estep
Image
But I'd much rather face a dozen assassins like LaFleur any night than deal with something as tricky, convoluted, and fragile as my feelings.
Jennifer Estep
Image
Finn did what he always did when confronted by an angry woman—he checked out her boobs.
Jennifer Estep
Image
Killing people was far easier than making polite chitchat.
Jennifer Estep
Image
Did she just call me a bleeding toothpick? Kill her! Kill her now!
Jennifer Estep
Image
Well, what did you have for lunch?” I snapped. “Surely that’s not top secret superhero information.” “Steak with mashed potatoes and a side salad,” Striker replied. “And a piece of chocolate cheesecake for dessert.” I gave up on conversation after that. I was too jealous of the cheesecake to continue.
Jennifer Estep
Image
Gin! Gin, are you here?” “Right behind you,” I said. Finn shrieked and whirled around. I winced at the high-pitched sound. “Dammit, woman.” He clutched the folder to his chest. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?
Jennifer Estep
Image
My heart lifted, and a matching grin curved my lips. He wanted to see me again. Maybe he really did like me after all. I felt like doing a happy dance, but of course, I was way too cool for that. I'd at least wait until I got back to my hotel room, alone, where no one would see.
Jennifer Estep
Image
Oh yes. You’ve caught me. I confess. My sole purpose in life is to gleefully, willfully, maniacally destroy all of your precious chrome babies.
Jennifer Estep