Quotes From "The Dirt On Ninth Grave" By Darynda Jones

If he didn't hate me so much and he wasn't an evil supernatural being, I'd be on him like black on Cookie's toast. That woman could not make toast. Darynda Jones

The regular I both feared and salivated to see was names Reyes Farrow. Where others exuded aggression, deception, and insecurity, he literally dripped confidence, sex, and power. Mostly sex. Darynda Jones

Men were weird. Especially men made of tempered steel and fire and perpetual darkness. Or men with penises. Either way Darynda Jones

I still had my hand on his side, careful not to press. He reached out and hooked a finger into the belt loop on my jeans. It felt so natural, so fulfilling, to be there with him. To talk with him as if we did it everyday. As if we'd been doung it every day for years. Not even the heat of Ian's fury could penetrate the warmth I was getting from Reyes. Darynda Jones

A lot of people are alive because I shed too much hair to get away with murder. Darynda Jones

You know?” he asked.“ Yes. I know what I am.”“ You — you do?”“ I’m a time traveler. Darynda Jones