Garrett Quotes

“Zane let his head loll back and lifted one hand to gently prod his split lip. "Ow."

"Whine about it. It'll make it better," Ty offered as he stood in front of his locker, his back to Zane, and unwrapped the tape from his hands with jerky, irritated movements.

"Bite me," Zane muttered as he dug into his locker for a towel before starting in on the tape on his own hands. He spared an evil glance for Ty. "Teaching me to advance in a fight is a bad idea."

"Teaching you to fight at all is an exercise in futility," Ty responded in a matter-of-fact tone. "Luckily for you, I enjoy things like banging my head against a wall."

"I enjoy banging your head against a wall too," Zane replied as he tossed the balled-up tape at a nearby trash can. He let a small smile quirk his lips as he sat on the bench to unlace his shoes.

"Shut up," Ty grunted at him. But even though his back was still turned to him, Zane could hear the smile in his voice. "And cut it out with the damn cat jokes, huh? They're starting to catch on."

"Fine, fine. No reason to get catty about it," Zane told his partner with a barely concealed grin.

"A for effort," Ty conceded charitably.”
― Abigail Roux, Fish & Chips

“Garrett must have sensed I was awake. "Hey Detective," he said to Uncle Bob, who was now trudging across the grating toward us. "I think we're losing her. I have no choice but to perform mouth-to-mouth."

"Don't you dare," I said, my lids still in lockdown.”
― Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

“But she doesn't sneak a peek. She simply keeps glaring at me. "You invoked a campus-wide hands-off law? Are you kidding me?"
I'm not at all remorseful as I meet her eyes. "Of course I did.”
― Elle Kennedy, The Deal

“Garrett climbs on the bed and lies down, resting his head on a mountain of pillows. I've never met anyone who sleeps with so many pillows. Maybe he needs them to cradle his massive ego.”
― Elle Kennedy, The Deal

“Love isn't shit. It's not worth a damn thing. But time, attention, priority... those things are real, and until a man gives you those, don't give him the time of day, beautiful.”
― Sara Cate, Eyes on Me

“You hate birthdays yet pee your pants over presents. There is clearly something wrong with you," Garrett joked.”
― T.E. Sivec, A Beautiful Lie

“You wouldn't know what the fuck to do in a dangerous situation if your life depended on it. And it would, little one.”
― T.E. Sivec, A Beautiful Lie

“As what-the-fuck moments went, this one was one of the bigger ones.”
― Maya Banks, Hidden Away

“I didn't want to miss out on a chance to congratulate you on your bouncing baby boy.” Garrett’s eyes trailed over to Milo who stood tall with an arrogant smile on his face next to his father. “I’m not sure on the protocol over here, though, is it customary to celebrate bastards?” Garrett’s comment hit the mark just like he knew it would. The smile was wiped from Milo’s face, and he stalked right up to Garrett and threw a punch at his jaw.”
― T.E. Sivec, A Beautiful Lie

“They walked to the doors, and she unlocked them. Before she could say anything, I began the show.

"Garrett! Oh, my God!" I rushed forward and threw my arms around him. "What happened? Who did this?"

"I was mugged."

"Do we say mugged in Albuquerque?"

He glared at me.

"I'm so sorry. I'll take you to the hospital."

Disappointment lined the guard's face. But it quickly transformed into confusion. "Wait, I thought you said your name was Reyes. Reyes Farrow."

After I gaped at him for an eternity, an eternity in which he struggled to conceal [a] mischievous grin, I turned back to her. "It is. It's Reyes Garrett Farrow. Not Reyes Alexander Farrow." I snorted and waved a dismissive hand. "That's another guy altogether."

She wrinkled her forehead in suspicion.

"Gotta go," I said, hurrying him along. "Have to get this man to a hospital for multiple stab wounds."

"He was stabbed?" she asked with a concerned gasp.

"Not yet, but the night is young.”
― Darynda Jones, The Trouble with Twelfth Grave

“...if you're thinking of calling the guards, know that the only reason I have for not stabbing you in the throat is the fear that you might die loudly.'

The Ghost gives me a small, wry smile. 'I would, you know. Very loudly. Just to spite you.”
― Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

“The two other members of Dain's spy troupe also have code names. There's the lean, handsome faerie that looks at least part human, who winks and tells me to call him the Ghost. He has sandy-coloured hair, which is normal for a mortal, but is unusual for a faerie, and ears that come to very subtle points.

The other is a tiny, delicate girl, her skin the dappled brown of a doe, her hair a cloud of white around her head, and a miniature pair of blue-grey butterfly wings on her back. She's got at least some pixie in her, if not some imp.
...
'I'm the Bomb,' she says. 'I like blowing things up.”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

“It is no life to be always under someone's control, subject to their will and whim.”
― Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

“You're scheming,' the Ghost says, noticing my gaze.
...
'I'm always scheming,' I return.”
― Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

“I would work hard.
I would excel.
I would become the perfect soldier.”
― Julie Kagawa

“So here are the wages for your service,' I say with a pointed look around the cave. 'I hope betrayal was its own reward.”
― Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

“It is not like the Ghost to shout. Or to scream the way he must have for me to have heard him, to scream out of misery and despair and hopelessness.”
― Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

“Before she became a forensic sorcerer, Garrett had been Lady Abigail Irene Garrett, heir to a minor nobility.”
― Elizabeth Bear, The Best of Elizabeth Bear

“Garrett grunted in the most unladylike fashion she could manage. Years of deportment lessons she’d never quite shaken rendered it into a delicate huff.”
― Elizabeth Bear, The Best of Elizabeth Bear