"Murder!" She said.

in Stirling’s Dies the Fire trilogy, every character of his snorts. whether in derision, happiness, or misery. someone snorts. i mostly enjoy the book but, really.

“Blessed Be!” she snorted.

Not dialogue, but in Steven Erikson’s Malazan books, no one ever walks. They stride. Or they strode. Once somebody had even stridden. Is that a word?