[Fireheart]mewed,”It’s not my place to judge you.” Greystripe looked up as Fireheart went on.” Greystripe, whatever you decide to do, I will always be your friend.

You speak from your heart, young Firepaw. This will make you a stronger warrior one day.” said LionheartTigerclaw growled. “Or it might make him give in to kittypet weakness right at the moment of attack

I’m going to die whatever you do, but I’m not afraid.

A medicine cat has no time for doubt. Put your energy into today and stop worrying about the past.

You put quite a fight for a tame kitty

ThunderClan warriors don’t kill unless they have to

A leaf cannot return to the bud- bluestar to fireheart and greystripe

You’re the hunter, the warrior. You’re stronger than anyone else here, that’s your tragedy.

Option 1: Attempt to back out.Probable result: Death after painful torture.Option 2: Do the job and hope.Probable result: Death but probably no torture (good)

She’ll come to love me or she won’t. I’m a fisherman, not a hunter.

I’m quite certain I love you more than anyone I’ve ever loved, in any life. I may have lost my soul when I was turned, but it’s been replaced by you, Cassandra. I’ll never let...

We’re not hunter-gatherers anymore. We’re all living like patients in the intensive care unit of a hospital. What keeps us alive isn’t bravery, or athleticism, or any of those other skills that were valuable in...

You need to wear less clothing, lass.

She was a predator – a creature of the night who rejoiced in the thrill of the hunt.

Oh, shimmer down, Hunter. You’re too testy. How many times have I’ve told you that you need to chill out, take a vacay. Disney World is really fun this time of the year. you should...

Love? Yes, I do love. I never thought it was possible, hell, I never even thought about it as a Seeker. But you did something to me, Cassandra. You made me realize I still have...

I knew from the moment I heard you, the moment I saw the gun and realized that this lovely, petit woman was the executioner, that you would never die waiting for me to save you...

What’s the matter with you?” I hissed at her as we followed Kieran and Solange inside.’She’s royalty!'”And a vampire, remember?”‘Oh yeah,’ Chloe paused. ‘Nope, princess trumps vampire.

The Arum are nothing more than what a human would call a parasite. They are not worth the filthy floor you lie upon.

I think this is the part that stopped you from pushing me away,” he said, referring to my heart

Why is everything always my decision?” I asked.Because you will not tolerate anything else.”Oh, I remembered now. “Great”, I whispered.- Anita to Jean-Claude

Across from her, Hunter devoured her meal even more completely than she had. Sinclair watched her sink sharp teeth into the chicken bone, heard it snap, then the soft grunt of satisfaction. She made soft...

Luc blinked innocently. That little fuck. “I gave you a piece of opal and a Luxen to nom-nom on.

I give up. I’m just a slutty demon who uses my body to get what I need. You’ve proven your point. You can go now. I’ll go to Hell alone. Guess all I really need...

I looked at Micah, who shrugged. I looked at Rafael, who shook his head. Nice that none of us knew why he was undressing.

The waitress had the appearance of a very old hooker who had finally found her place in life

«Non ti è chiara una cosa, voglio godermi il calore del tuo corpo fino in fondo. Sai che voglio dire? Non vorrei consumare prima della tua consacrazione alla famiglia,ma è così difficile resisterti», disse accarezzandomi...

Warriors should suffer their pain silently.

Only the cruelest hunters set their traps with terror and trepidation.

Edward smiled, I smiled, even Bernardo smiled. Olaf just looked sinister.

I can’t promise not to make you mad. I can’t promise that I won’t hurt you. All I can promise is that I want you in my life, and I’ll do anything to keep you...

It will always be you, Cassandra,” he whispered against my lips. Then he kissed me again, much softer this time, as if gently transferring every ounce of love he had for me onto my lips....

One doesn’t need to be taught fear when one is the hunted.

Sticks and stones will break your bones, but failure will get you killed.

To be a great writer, you must be nomadic. I’d recommend the hunter/gatherer lifestyle for anybody serious about being nonsensical.

I focused on his eyes and really locked onto them. I could feel myself falling into a world of blue that wiped the chills from my body and filled my heart with warmth. The depths...

At time of peace, we should love one another.At war, we should set our minds as the hunters.

You look wonderful”, Jason said.”No compliments, Jason. I’m uncomfortable enough in the lingerie.””Then by all means take it off.

Mind you, the effectiveness of one hunter’s gun does not determine the number of bush meats the other hunter will kill. You got to be yourself. Be you.

I was ashamed by my vulnerability. Nergal had really broken me. I tried so hard to stay strong, but my body couldn’t handle my determination. Eventually, I gave in to what I thought was my...

In order to survive in a world of instinct,its’ alternative is to hunt or being hunted.Reject this, then be prepared to be hunted.

I knew what was like to finally be seduced by the thing you hunted. Mine just happened to be a more traditional seduction. Okay, at least I was still among the living.

You don’t have to drink this,” I said, handing him the champagne. “But Sandy might like it”.”No,no. Come on, let’s have some,” he grinned, popping the cork, taking a swig from the bottle and passing...

You only need to say the word, and I would take you away from all of this. We could make love for eternity. I can be very creative, Cassandra.

The mind can be hunted, but hunting needs the mind.

Caveman used to be a hunter-gatherer…Modern man hunts for jobs(if he wants to be an employee) and for heads (if he is an employer), and later gathers paper in the form of currency notes, contracts,...

Successful hunting, it could be said, is an act of terminal empathy: the kill depends on how successfully a hunter inserts himself into the umwelt of his prey–even to the point of disguising himself as...

I’m not a treasure hunter—I’m a treasure farmer. I grow quotes, and each person like Tim Fargo who tweets me is a thrill no shipwreck can match.

Really? That’s all you have to do to make someone go away? Like, ‘poof’, they’re just… gone? Christ, had I known that, I’d have gotten rid of a lot of people by now. You’re actually...

demon”. And who really wants demons around?