Jana Oliver Quotes

I'm home. Ya happy now?' Beck's gravelly voice demanded. 'Yes, I am.' 'Yer' treatin' me like i'm some idiot kid,' he complained. 'Gee, I wonder where I learned that?' He hung up on her.

He slid his hand onto Riley's bare abdomen. "I got to thinkin' that a few years down the line, when yer older, what if that was our baby and I could feel it right here under my hand. Feel the life we'd created."
Riley's eyes moistened. "Girl or boy?"
"Doesn't matter. If it's a girl, we can name her after my gran. Her name was Emily Rose."
"Hmm ... I like that. Maybe the boy could be Paul Arthur, like my dad."
"Yeah, that works. But that's all the way down the line, isn't it?" It might never come to pass.

That was a kiss for the record books.

Beck finished his call. Once he was paying attention again, she pointed downward with the pipe. Peering over the edge of the building, he blinked at the sight, then grinned.
"Good job. Remind me not to piss ya off. Ya might think of usin' that on me sometime."
"So tempting," she said. Except I'd aim for your knees. Your head's too hard.

Ya hafta be there for Beck. He only has you."
Riley sighed. "I'll get the car.

Peter pushed off from the roof and stalked a few feet away, his back to her. "Please tell me this is all some kind of a sick joke."
"It's the truth. All of it. That's why hunters are after me."
"How did they find out?" Peter asked, swiveling toward her now.
"I think Beck ratted me out. I went to his house this morning and told him what had happened. He was furious, Peter. I've never seen anyone that angry."
"Duh! Now there's a surprise," her friend replied sarcastically. "I saw the way he looked at you at your dad's funeral. Of course he'd be mad. You're about the only one on the planet who doesn't realize how he feels about you."
"He never said anything," she retorted.
"Hey, we guys don't blurt out that kind of stuff," he replied. "It's against the man code. Beck may never have said how he felt, but everything he did for you should have been a big clue. I mean, come on, how slow are you?"
She glowered at her friend. "I figured he was doing it because of my father."
"Maybe, but the guy is really into you, Riley."
"No way. If he'd liked me, he wouldn't have blown me off and - "
"Ancient history, girl!" he countered. "You were, what, fifteen? Your dad would have torn him apart if he'd touched you. Beck had no other choice."
"He didn't have to be so mean."
"God, will you listen to yourself?" Peter retorted.
"You have no idea how much he hurt me," she shot back.
"Give it up, will you? You're my best friend, but

Ozymandias controls not only the dead, but the living. He works the dark magics, and it is said he knows the paths between the worlds and walks them without fear. He wields the-"
"Stop! In English, okay?""
"In English?" she asked, throwing the empty wineglass into the picnic basket. Riley nodded.
"You're in serious shit.

Don't start," he warned.
"What?" she said, grinning. "I'm sure all the big, bad trappers have a bun-bun in their houses.

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Simon had
been all lined up and he'd managed to throw away the best girl he'd ever meet.
"What a dumbass," Beck muttered. "No way I'd have done that.

Beck must have seen how frightened she was because his expression softened. He leaned close, and whispered, "Do ya trust me, Riley?"
Tears built in her eyes.
"Yes," she whispered, trembling in fear. Always.
"Then it'll be all right," he replied. Beck gently placed a kiss on her forehead.

The witch reached into the picnic basket and pulled out a light brown chamois bag about the size of a playing card. "Maybe this will help you. It'll boost your self-esteem."
Now we're getting somewhere. Riley took the bag and opened it. She looked to the bottom to find ... nothing.
"Ah, it's empty."
"Of course," Ayden replied. "It's up to you to fill it. Find things that mean something to you, that represent times where you've overcome an obstacle, learned something important. Put those items in the bag and they'll help you find your strength.

Ya called Fargo yet?"
"No, I've been too busy trying to destroy the Guild and corrupt Simon's soul. Being evil is a full-time job.

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Wow! It's like magic! she exclaimed.
Simon shook his head. "It's God's love. That's stronger than any magic." - The Demon Trapper's Daughter

I should go. Stewart's waitin' for me. Says he wants to teach me how to use a sword properly.' Riley hooted. 'Can I watch? This should be totally hilarious.' 'Ya've got no respect woman.' Beck retorted. After the door closed behind him she realized what he'd said. 'Woman?' He wasn't calling her girl any longer.

Beck behaved himself, though it was really difficult, especially during the slow dances when they were so tantalizingly close. He savoured the feel of her against his body, the light scent of her perfume, the in her eyes that told him he was the center of her universe. It was a new and totally overwhelming experience.

Kiss my ass, demon!' Beck whooped, and shot a first in the air.

I promised Paul I'd keep ya safe, he said. If that means packin' yer ass out of town so it doesen't get humped by a smooth talkin' loser, that's the way it's gonna be.

I thought he worked for Heaven.' I thought I was in love.

I can't face losin' ya, Riley. Yer all I got left in this world.
That brutal honesty again. He'd peeled away more armor, and this time he'd exposed his heart.

You can't carry the world on yer shoulders, broad as they are.

It wasn't a good sign when a dead guy said you looked bad.

Girl? He pressed.
The name is Riley, she shot back. Learn it. Use it!

Will you wear my ring so all the world knows yer mine?"
Beck wasn't asking for her hand in marriage, but it was so close he might as well be. Riley was deeply touched and she struggled to find the right words.
"Yes," she began. "I'd be proud to.

You need to look hot now that you've got three guys giving you the eye.""
Three?"
"Sweet blue-eyed blond trapper ... Muscled blond trapper number two, who buys you cards ... And that gorgeous, 'Where have you been all my life' dude with the raven-black hair and dark eyes.

She knew what he had in mind.
He'll propose in Scotland on my birthday.
There was no doubt as to what her answer would be.

What would you pack for Armageddon? Sunscreen and shades? Flame-proof underwear? Maybe a travel guide to the Underworld?

Accepting favors from fiends was so against the rules. Like potato chips, you couldn't stop at just one, then you'd find yourself at Hell's front door trying to explain why your soul had a big brand on it that said Property of Lucifer.

I could stay here forever."
"But you won't."
"Maybe I will.

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Were ya really tryin' to stab that demon in the ass?"
Riley groaned. "No, I was aiming for its leg, and it moved. I looked like a total dork."
Not to me.

Libraries and demons," she muttered. "What is the attraction?

Do what ya have to do to pay off yer debt with Heaven,' he said, his concern for proper speech abandoned. 'But ya do not die on me, ya understand? I can't live without ya. Yer all I got, woman.' Her breath caught in her lungs. 'I don't want to be here if you're not.

As Beck drove out of the garage, he gave the parking attendants a big toothy smile and a wave. "There's some snow on the fifth level. Thought ya might like to know. Y'all have a nice day, now!" he called out.
No wonder Dad liked working with you.

She was a journeyman trapper and caretaker of Denver Beck's heart. Even Hell knew her name.
Blackthorne's daughter would never settle for "okay" ever again.
From now on, it's awesome or nothing.

Find Dad Bust Holy Water Scam Save the World Buy Groceries Do Laundry

Everyone has a breaking point, Riley. He hit his long time ago.
But you didn't.
He smiled and sqeezed her hand.'Because of you.'
Weaving his arm around her waist, they walked up the stairs in tandem.
- Riley Blackthorne and Paul Blackthorne

What did ya learn from this dumbass stunt?"
Here's where she was supposed to apologize, promise to be a good little girl and never do anything like this again.
Screw that.
Riley locked eyes with him. "I learned that the Holy Water better be fresh, that I need practice throwing the spheres, and that someone has to watch my back so asshats don't steal my demons.

You will be my downfall, Riley Blackthorne.

When he turned back toward her, he kissed her deeply. "Don't ever doubt that I love you," he said, cupping her chin in his strong hands. "That will never change."
Beck's taught body covered hers, alive and vital, charged with desire.
And then they became one.

I love you Denver Beck," she whispered. "I have for a long time." Then she stepped back. "Now it's your turn to decide if you love me.

It's up to you to fill it. Find things that mean something to you, that represent times where you've overcome an obstacle, learned something important. Put those items in the bag and they'll help you find your strength.'
'I'm not sure if that's going to help much.' Unless I put a brick in it and nail Brandy between the eyes.

Yes!' Beck crowed, pumping his fist into the air. 'That rocks!' Then he charged off in search of another Three to decapitate. Riley sighed to herself. 'I've created a monster.

Accept that I enjoy being with you. Accept that when I'm with you I see Heaven in your eyes.

What about Beck?"
"Backwoods Boy? Are you crazy? It'd be a threesome - me, him and his overbearing ego. Definitely doomed to failure.

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The Prince of Hell shrugged. 'Shit Happens

'The demon cried, waving its furry arms above his head like a demented orangutan.

Love me. Forever.

No more messing around with Hell. They play for keeps.' 'So does Heaven.

Paul sold his soul for you, didn't he?' Riley turned towards him, astonished, 'How did you know?' Beck adjusted the blanket again. 'I just figured it out. That's what a man should do for his daughter. Or his woman.' He looked her straight in the eyes. 'I'd do it for you if it kept ya safe,' he said tenderly. He'd go to Hell for me. In that instant, Riley knew she'd do the same for him.