Stacey Rourke Quotes

He was a gorgeous testament to the male gender, and I was an average looking gal that could bench press a Volkswagen. Nothing good could come of this.

I fear I must warn you, if that ladle finds it's way to her lips, we will be revisited by my lunch," Ichabod stated without the slightest hint of a jest. "And mine will provide it company," Rip seconded.

At certain moments in life, reflection is mandatory. I found being squeezed in the scaly claw of a three story dragon to be one of them.

I looked down at my shoes. I hated it when I opened my mouth and my crazy fell out.

She is a sick woman," Mama Rosa argued, standing firm to deny him passage. "In addition to her Horseman ramblings, she also strokes her shoe like a cat, and calls it Madame Persephone. Do you think that will be of help as well?

We're the Dark Army Glee Club!"
I pressed my fingers against my throbbing temples hard. "The Dark Army what?"
"Glee Club!" Answered Boil Face. "You know, like the TV show? We love it! That's where we got the idea."
"I even shaved my head to look just like Puck!" Eddie tipped his head down and gestured to the mohawk.
I held up a finger to interrupt him. "First of all, Puck is hot. You look nothing like him. Second, are you friggin' kidding me right now?!

I just got told off by a demon. Hello, rock-bottom. We meet at last.

Purring wasn't going to be an issue if he kept looking at me like that. I was going to have a stroke.

Truth be known, I found it right flatterin'. And, it gives me the confidence tah ask ya out for Saturday."
My head snapped up and my cheeks burned. "Wha...?!" Picture of eloquence. That's me.
"Saturday. A date. You, me, dinner? Yah've heard of this concept, yeah?

Dinner, as friends. Where I don't expect you to pay or hold doors and you don't expect make-up or sex."
"I'll be rude, and you'll be purposely homely. It'll be magical," Noah laughed.

If the Dark Army wanted to come for us, let them come. But hands off the Grams.

WelcometoNeighborhoodCafewhatcanIgetforyou?" Nerves made my voice alternately squeaky and hoarse as I rambled at top speed. Oh, to sound normal...

-"Death walks, and talks, and occasionally whisks you in a gruesome waltz." -

With an easy grin he peered up at me. It took every ounce of self-control I had not to stare slack-jawed into his eyes. They gleamed like freshly polished emeralds, speckled with tiny flecks of gold. They were so pretty. Almost hypnotic...
That's right about the time when I realized he had said something. I missed it because I was too busy gawking at him. Oh, crap! Did he order? Introduce himself? Ask me to marry him? Request a restraining order? I have no idea!
How do I fix this and not come off like a total loser?
"Huh?"
Yeah, no. That wasn't it.

The odds are not in our favor.

Uh, did you run this by Alaina?"
"I tried." Keni gave a little shrug. "But I don't think she heard me. She was busy trying to figure out the "mystical forces" that make the microwave work.

Soph, I really don't think this is a good idea. I'm at a point in my life where dating is more hazardous than helpful."
She held her hand up and made it move like a chattering puppet. "Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Say what you want. We had a deal. I picked a guy for you to talk to. Now you're gonna sashay your fanny over there and be the very definition of charming and beguiling."
"Shows what you know," I grumbled under my breath. "I don't even know what beguiling means.

I didn't know if it was possible to kick someone hard enough to knock the cocky out of 'em, but for Rowan I was willing to try.

Why? Why are you asking me out?"
His expression was equal parts amusement and confusion. "Because if I don't ask ya the chance of ya actually showin' up on the date in highly unlikely, isn't it?"
An abrupt--and incredibly loud--laugh erupted out of me. "True. But why? Why would you ask out the freaky purring girl?"
"Yar laugh is amazin'." He grinned. Another wave of heat rushed through me. "And because from the moment I laid eyes on ya I knew there was somethin' different about ya. The purrin' just supported the theory. So, would ya like to go out with me?"
"Yes, I'd like to. Go on a date. With you. Please."
Smooth, huh?