Mencheres Quotes

Why can't you just look into my mind and see what happened for yourself? You erased
my memory, can't you bring it back?
-I buried it beyond even my reach, so as to be sure it stayed forgotten.
Great. If Mega-Master Mencheres couldn't pry it out, then it must really be lost. ~ Jeaniene Frost

Hey, Walks Like An Egyptian, how about for once you drop the formal stuff and talk like you live in the twenty-first century?" "The shit's gonna splatter, start buggin', yo," Mencheres responded instantly. ~ Jeaniene Frost

Do I feel ancient to you now?" he murmered. "Too different from the person you loved before you knew this?"
Her eyes were already glowing green, and her full lips parted. "No, you don't feel too ancient." Her voice was husky. "Or too different. You feel like mine. Whoever you were, whoever you are ... you're mine."
Mencheres smiled, his fangs stretching to their full length. "So you have spoken, so it shall be decreed. For all eternity. ~ Jeaniene Frost

First bubble baths. Now Disney parks. You're shattering every creep vampire myth I've ever heard. ~ Jeaniene Frost

It's fine, Mencheres. Though if you'd told me I was about to meet such a legendary vampire, I would have grabbed the nicer silk drapery to wear instead, she replied, meeting Vlad's coppery green gaze with an arched brow. ~ Jeaniene Frost

We now know I can do it, but I feel like hell," I went on. "I'm so cold, my teeth would chatter if they still could. And I'm hungry enough that both of you are starting to looking really, really good."
Vlad's lips curled. "Is this the part where I'm supposed to remind you that this is just the leftover power talking and you don't really want to cheat on Hones?"
"Not that kind of hungry!" I gasped, eyes bulging that Vlad thought I'd just casually thrown out that I wanted him and Mencheres to double-team me. "I meant hungry like drinking you guys' blood. Not hungry for... you know."
Without thought, my gaze flew to the areas in question before skipping away once I realized what I was doing. Then my cheeks actually tingled with mortification as Vlad let out a long, hearty laugh. Mencheres, more courteous, pretended to suddenly find something fascinating in the door frame, but I saw his lips twitch.
"My dear Reaper," Vlad said, still laughing. "Did you just check out our--"
"No!" I interrupted at once, almost lunging toward the staircase. "I'm tired and still dazed from the Remnants and... fuck it, I'm taking a shower. I mean, not a cold shower, because I don't need that"--Oh Jesus, I was only making this worse--"because I am cold already, and I need to get hot. I mean, warmer. Oh, just shut up! ~ Jeaniene Frost

Very well. On my love for Mencheres, I swear that I will honor both you and Leila as my true partners, and I will keep my insolence, trickiness , filthiness, and general knavery to as much a minimum as I can manage. ~ Jeaniene Frost

Got any stock tips?" I couldn't help but ask. "The government doesn't pay shit for
salary. ~ Jeaniene Frost

Mencheres. Bones co-ruler, grandsire, Master vampire of incredible power, and the ally who unnerved me the most, had telekinetically held me down so Bones could boink me into submission enroute to the vampire holding cell? Sweet holy Jesus, let me have hallucinated hearing that! ~ Jeaniene Frost

Bones glanced behind me, with just the barest inclination of his head. I walked away from him, muttering, "Don't worry, you don't need to have Mencheres break out the invisible straitjacket again. I haven't gone crazy. I just didn't understand until now."
He still looked like he was debating having Mencheres lay the power whammy on me, so I sat down by Kira in a very deliberate manner, folding my hands in my lap. There. Didn't I look calm and sane? ~ Jeaniene Frost

Does no one think to warn people before they meet me? Vlad muttered, shooting an irritable look at Mencheres. ~ 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

Ian," Mencheres said in a chiding tone. "You should have at least gotten dressed. ~ Jeaniene Frost

Just because you don't know how to do something doesn't mean it can't be done. ~ Jeaniene Frost

You chose to come to Paris, of all places, Mencheres replied.
So what? Got something against the French? ~ Jeaniene Frost

The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo ...
Mencheres to Cat ~ Jeaniene Frost

Then you remember the dream," Mencheres stated. "That bodes ill."

The fear of that made my reply snappy. "Hey, Walks Like An Egyptian, how about for once you drop the formal stuff and talk like you live in the twenty-first century?"

The shit's gonna splatter, start buggin', yo," Mencheres responded instantly.

I stared at him, then burst out laughing, which was highly inappropriate considering the very grave warning he'd just conveyed. ~ Jeaniene Frost

You don't have to echo my feelings, Mencheres, but you can't talk me out of them either. I love you" Her smile was wry. "Deal with it. ~ Jeaniene Frost

I do not understand this analogy, Mencheres muttered. ~ Jeaniene Frost

Far from being offended, Mencheres went over and flawlessly executed a street-style handshake complete with finger slaps, fist bumps, and a high-low finale. ~ Jeaniene Frost

Mencheres dragged her screaming from me only an hour after our binding!" Gregor said. "I don't give a rot if Mencheres yanked her off your throbbing, rigid cock," Bones snarled. "Go dream a little dream, you sod! ~ Jeaniene Frost

You have a visitors," Maximus stated. His face was impassive, but I still cringed, trying to discreetly tug my hand out of Vlad's. He let me go and folded his arms, smiling in that scary, pleasant way at Maximus.
"And they are so important that you had to find me at once and enter without knocking?"
I heard the threat behind those words and blanched. He wasn't about to throw down on Maximus over this, was he? Don't, I sent him, not adding the please only because I knew the word didn't work on him.
"Forgive me, but it's Mencheres and his co-ruler," Maximus stated, not sounding apologetic even though he bowed. "Their wives as well." I started to slink away, sanity returning now that I wasn't caught up by Vlad's mesmerizing nearness. What had I been doing? Nothing smart, that was for sure.
"Leila Stop," Vlad said I kept heading for the door. "You have company, so I'll just make myself scarce-"
"Stop"
I did at his commanding tone, and then cursed. I wasn't one of his employees-he had no right to order me around. "NO," I said defiantly. "I'm sweaty, and bloody and I want to take a shower, so whatever you have to say, it can wait."
Maximus lost his impassive expression and looked at me as if I'd suddenly sprouted a second head. Vlad's brow drew together and he opened his mouth, but before he could speak, laughter rang out from the hallway.
"I simply must meet whoever has put you in your place so thoroughly, Tepesh," an unfamiliar British voic ~ Jeaniene Frost

Vlad flashed a tolerant look at Mencheres. Pay this no mind. She always argues with me when I propose to her. ~ Jeaniene Frost

Bubbles. On a scale of one to ten, a bubble bath has to rank zero as far as things I'd expect an older-than-dirt-badass vampire to indulge in. The only thing that would surprise me more would be if you pulled out a rubber ducky.
-Kira to Mencheres ~ Jeaniene Frost

It was ironic; he held her captive, yet she'd captivated him. ~ Jeaniene Frost