You sang the seas calm, and you drove the Dalriada to war, whatever it took. They know that. That's why they adore you. But everyone needs to laugh in the face of death. They're following an anguisset...
Where battle prevails, women must grieve.
A pretty sight; it would have surprised me, if my capacity for surprise wasn't flattened.
All I could do was stare blankly at him.Look. He raised both hands, palms outward. Daisy, I'm sorry. I had no idea.You had no idea ?No idea she was coming. He sounded tired.My tail began lashing back...
And somewhere along the way, I found a little bit of healing. It wasn’t enough to undo all of the damage done to me when I was a child; that, I think, cuts too deep. But enough.
Another silence fell between us, a silence stretching toward awkwardness.
Are you a minor character in my tale, or am I a lesser figure in yours? I don’t know, my lady, I murmured. I suppose it depends on who is telling the tale.
Avevo Joscelin, il mio Compagno Perfetto, la bussola su cui era fisso il mio cuore.
By the way, if you're ever conversing with an actual vampire, do refer to the House of Shadows as Twilight Manor. There's a reason vampires aren't known for their senses of humour.If you accidentally...
Garner knowledge, by any means possible
Guild takes an almighty risk when it decides to unleash the bottled lightning of a riot. Easy to start, hard to control.
Her always is mine
How strange, how compelling a pain; to cause injury to a loved one.
I will say to you what I have said to others: Blessed Elua cared naught for crowns or thrones. It is a human game, a mortal game. I imagine you will say it was not worth the cost of innocent blood spi...
I would that I could have stopped time and preserved that day forever. It was a perfect day. There was the shadow of sorrow, yes. It would always be there. But that was the nature of life. The bright...
Io sono Phèdre nó Delaunay de Montrève, e sono unica.
It is my fate, it seems, to fall privy to rare and splendid vistas in a state of exhaustion too profound to care.
Joscelin, is love supposed to make you feel like you’re sick and dying, and mad enough to hit someone, and drunk with joy, and your heart’s a boulder in your chest trying to burst into a thousand piec...
Training in the Fortress of the Winds, I’d never developed a full appreciation for the power of disguise. Oh, I understood it on an intellectual level—it was Brother Yarit’s disguise that had allowed...
But oh, by all the fallen stars, it hurt!
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