Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
I was thinking it was worth the risk if it meant forever with my faery girlfriend.
I am Devlin, brother and advisor to the High Queen, assassin, and keeper of order.
Writing is not just the technical act of your fingers on the keyboard. Writing is living.
I don't know why certain people shine for others. I don know why you and not someone else
As a lifelong romance reader, its always satisfying to get to talk to other romance readers!
As a lifelong romance reader, it's always satisfying to get to talk to other romance readers!
I eventually realized that good things wouldnt happen to me if I didnt make the right choices.
I eventually realized that good things wouldn't happen to me if I didn't make the right choices.
They say, 'Write what you know.' What I know isn't cheerleader; it has a little bit of teeth to it.
Love makes you foolish. It makes you throw every bit of logic away, do stupid things, dangerous things.
And sometimes you meet someone who doesn't see you any differently if you tell them. That is everything.
And he was gone before she could think clearly enough to explain that her yes was a Yes, I'll marry you.
You cannot force me to make my wishes now" She squared her shoulders and looked at him. "I've read texts.
It was the only way he knew to protect the court, the faery, and the only mortal who'd ever mattered to him.
Not 'Don' in that I-m-sorry-and-now-you'll-forgive-me-like-you-always-do-way. Not this time, Keenan." (Donya)
...Bananach sits on your throne, has declared herself Dark Queen." "She WHAT!?" Niall- or perhaps Irial-asked.
A clear division between good and evil, right and wrong, would simplify everything, but life was rarely simple.
I watch comic book movies. Give me 'The Avengers,' give me 'Thor', those are my area. But I don't watch comedies.
Mortals are such fragile things. Just tender feelings walking around exposed in their delicate shells...Easy to crush.
For this mortal I would disobey my queen, abandon my king, the court that has protected me all these years. All of it.
How was I to know? ... You didn't say anything.""I said lots of things," he corrected gently. "You just didn't hear them.
-"You won't like me if I'm cruel." -"I don't like you now." -"We don't lie." -"I'm mortal, Irial. I can lie all I want to.
I was very afraid to write a novel - it was a dream for a very long time, and it was one of the few things that I was afraid to try.
I still dream that it was you. No matter how many times I've looked, in my dreams it's always been you who were meant to be my queen.
She was afraid, but she couldn't just sit around waiting for someone to save her. She had to try to save herself, try to figure it out.
Over a four-month period, I sat down and wrote every day. And then there was a novel, and all of a sudden, there were agents and offers.
He leaned back for a moment to tug her shirt down her arms, with the same wicked, lovley smile that had first stolen her breath years ago.
She turned so they were face-to-face and gave him back the words he'd offered her their first night together: "I survived. Isn't that what matters?
Westerns were all daddy liked to watch. Give me some Clint Eastwood, some Charles Bronson, and I was a happy girl. It was our father-daughter bonding.
If you fail me, I'll kill you. I swear it, Keenan. If you fail me, I'll rip your heart out with my own hands." "If I fail you, I'll cut it out for you.
Seth: "You're what matters" Ash: "Hold me? If you still want to, I mean." Seth: "Every day, I want to hold you every day. Nothing will ever change that.
you are my life now. this"_he waved a hand dismissively around him at the club-"the fey, everything, it all falls into place once you accept me" -kennan
I want to say that I really appreciate that readers are willing to work with my tendency to write in several different genres and for different age groups.
I have amazing kids, an amazing husband, a fabulous career, wonderful parents. If I had to go through some rough spots to get to this amazing place, so be it.
'Graveminder' is about a mortician, a young woman with commitment issues, a dead teenager, and a town called Claysville where the dead don't always stay dead.
We are what we are, neither a good or as bad as others paint us. And what we are doesn't change how truly we feel, only how free we are to follow those feelings.
That's what the court needs-a happy king, a king who can't stop dreaming of being lost in someone who wants to be just as lost. Tell me you'll let me get lost in you.
He'd given her his vow: to take care of her, to keep her from hurt or pain, from wanting for anything. Her leaving didn't negate his promises; they weren't conditional.
Creative vision creates art" - he motioned around the gallery - "that shows the rest of the world a new angle. That's beautiful thing." "Or some sort of madness", she said.
You are the one who gives me reason to wake in the mornings, who infuriates me, who enrages me, who enthralls me. You are my passion, my fury, my soul. Shall i explain further?
It wasn't the tattoo that had changed her, had given her repossession of her body. It was her actions, her choices. It was finding the path when it looked like there weren't any paths to be found.
Were you hoping for a quest? A seemingly impossible task that you could relay to your queen afterward? Would you like to tell her that you found and slayed the dragon for love of her? -Queen Sorcha
But you didn't need me, did you? You'd already got yourself to safety." "Sometimes, I sleep better knowing you . . . and Niall . . ." She faltered. "Love you from a safe distance," he finished. "Yes.
Without stopping kissing her, he swept her up into his arms. They stood in the motel lobby kissing until someone called, "Get a room." Donia pulled back and laughed. "That was the plan. They said no.
Everything I could want in eternity is possible because of you," he thought, and then he stopped thinking and simply enjoyed being in the arms of the one person in all of forever who made his life complete.
Maybe the girl would get strong enough to withstand an ink exchange with one of the chosen faeries. If not, he could always give her to one of the weaker fey. It seemed a shame to waste a lovely broken toy.
I need to check in with Seth before I--" he burrowed his face into the side of her neck, his breath almost painfully warm on her throat--"give in to my unconscionable desire to put my hands on you properly.
Talking won't change it. But sometimes it was what she wanted most, to tell someone; often, though, she just wanted to escape those horrid feelings, to escape herself, so there was no pain, no fear, no ugliness.
You are the single most amazing person, faery, woman in this world or the other. Because of you, I am a part of this strange new world, have a second mother, and . . . eternity. I have almost everything I could want.
The Summer King stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Can you offer me your fidelity? Your heart and your body and your companionship for eternity? Do you want my fidelity? Either love me or kiss me goodbye, my Summer Queen.