Top Tamlin Quotes

That was your forest. Where you hunted. He came closer to the painting, gazing at the bleak, empty cold, the white and gray and brown and black. This was your life, he clarified.I was too mortified, t...

Say that you don’t love him! Amarantha shrieked, and the blood on my hands became the blood of that rabbit—became the blood of what I had lost.But I wouldn’t say it. Because loving Tamlin was the only...

He sighed and grabbed my left arm, examining the tattoo. What were you thinking? Didn’t you know I’d come as soon as I could?I yanked my arm from him. I was dying! I had a fever—I was barely able to k...

And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory.

For him, I had done this-for him I'd gladly wrecked myself and my immortal soul. And now I had an eternity to live with it.

She has the most delicious thoughts about you, Tamlin, he said. She’s wondered about the feeling of your fingers on her thighs—between them, too. He chuckled. Even as he said my most private thoughts,...

God afternoon, I said cheerfully, with an especially saccharine smile for the High Lord. He blinked at me, and both of the faerie men murmured their greetings as I took a seat across from Lucien, not...

If it's any consolation, Rhysand confided to him, she would have been the one for you - and you might have gotten away with it. A bit late, though. She's more stubborn than you are.

Lucien kept rubbing at his temples as he ate, unusually silent, and I hid my smile as I asked him, And where were you last night?Lucien’s metal eye narrowed on me. I’ll have you know that while you tw...

I love you,’ he whispered, and kissed my brow. ‘Thorns and all.

He chuckled. Even as he said my most private thoughts, even as I burned with outrage and shame, I trembled at the grip still on my mind. Rhysand turned to the High Lord. I'm curious: Why did she wonde...

What about my kiss?

You look . . . better than before.Was that a compliment? I could have sworn Lucien gave Tamlin an encouraging nod.And you hair is . . . clean.

Not forever,' he said onto my mouth. And though I knew it was a lie, I put my arms around his neck and kissed him.

I threw myself into that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn.

I found him carefully studying me, his lips in a thin line. Has anyone ever taken care of you? he asked quietly.No. I’d long since stopped feeling sorry for myself about it.

Well, I'm late for something incredibly important, Lucien said, and before I could call him on his outright lie or beg him to stay, the fox-masked faerie vanished.

If it grieves you, he said, the words caressing my bones, then I don't think it's absurd at all.

I love you, I said, and stabbed him.

If Feyre can't be bothered to listen to orders, then I can't be held accountable for the consequences.Accountable? I sputtered, placing my hands flat on the table. You cornered me in the hall like a w...