Some men die for lack of love…some die because of it. Think about it.” – Daemon
You weren’t afraid of me when I was Wolf,” he said. “Why are you afraid of Nathan?””He’s got big feet!””What?”An insulted-sounding arrroooo came from the other side of the door, a reminder that Wolves also had big ears.
Do you always ask me the same questions you ask him?””It depends on whether or not I get an answer.
She’s magic, Cassandra. A single flower blooming in an endless desert.
The sweatshirt was big on her and she looked ridiculous. He liked it. And he liked that she was wearing something that carried his scent.
A woman with an education may be able to spend more time sitting in a chair instead of lying on her back. A sound advantage, I should think.
We are what we are. Nothing more, nothing less. There is good and evil among every kind of people. It’s the evil among us who rule now.
He gently kissed that scar and felt something changing inside him – just a flutter of change, there and gone, but leaving its mark.
We know how it ends practically before it starts. That’s why stories appeal to us. They give us the clarity and simplicity our real lives lack.
Perhaps not willingly, but pain can make a man do things he wouldn’t willingly do.
Daemon clung to Surreal as she flew along the Winds, too weak to argue, too spent to care. His heart, however… His heart held on fiercely to Jaenelle’s soft, sighing caress of his name.Everything has a price.
She was the most painful, most glorious dance of his life
Why?”He stopped pacing and looked at her as if she’d just asked him to count every leaf on every tree in the Old Place. “Because… you’re you.
Not fault of teaching spider if little spider pay more attention to catching fly than doing lesson.
Enjoy your Evening.””That will depend on the menu. If it’s beef, it will be a tolerable meal. If it’s chicken…” Elliot shuddered. “What is the point of chicken?””Eggs?
Briarwood is the pretty poison. There is no cure for Briarwood.
When honor and the Law no longer stand on the same side of the line, how do we choose[?]
The map showed human places I’d never heard of – places that had once been great civilizations, until humans forgot the world wasn’t theirs to claim.
Have you taught her to kill, Priest? Can you teach her such a thing? She’s so wise in her innocence, so innocent in her wisdom.
Nathan said nothing for a moment. Then, “There’s nothing in my fur, is there?”Simon gave the other Wolf a careful look. “No boogers.” ”Good. I hate washing boogers out of fur.”“Who doesn’t? What comes out of human noses is disgusting…
And the Lady’s mate. Despite having only two legs and small fangs, there was much that was feline in that one, and he approved.
This year he’d been caught up in a whirlwind called Jaenelle Angelline-as impossible to deflect as she was to stop-and he had become an accomplice in all sorts of schemes that, even in their innocence, had been thrilling
It was easier when all we wanted to do was eat them and take their stuff,” he grumbled.And it had been easier when he hadn’t cared if he made any of them cry.
And thought about the female who, despite being human, he was beginning to see as a friend
I am Tersa the Weaver, Tersa the Liar, Tersa the Fool.
W-what are you?”Selena looked down at her rival. “What you should have been and never were. The Queen of the Witches.
Maybe you should go home and rest,” Simon told Meg. Maybe he could go home with her and they could cuddle for a while or play a game. Or she could watch a movie with him and pet him.
There are some questions that shouldn’t be asked until a person is mature enough to appreciate the answers.
Is there some kind of rule for when Sam should be a boy and when he’s a Wolf?””A Wolf lifts his leg and yellows up the snow. A boy has to use the toilet.””And that will work?””Only if he needs to pee.
She hadn’t met Earth or Fire, the other two cousins, but she’d filled a couple of library requests for each of them in the past week. If they were around, they would help her. Wouldn’t they?