That life for any being is as fragile as the flame of a candle – easily extinguished and stamped out.
Just one kiss? Princess, you can learn a wealth of things from just one kiss.
All the talent in the kingdom meant nothing when an arrow came out of nowhere.
The road to hell is paved with good intentions,” he said. “Perhaps you’ve heard that?” “Sounds like something you’d have embroidered on a pillow.
The heartbreak that comes with loving someone is worth it, even if loving that person means eventually saying goodbye to them.
Because the longer he kept me here with him, the harder it would be for me to remember the truth. The more I would desperately want to believe that I was special to him because I just wanted to be special to someone. Anyone. To be something other than a pawn. The longer I was with him, the more likely I would be to forget about all that blood that was on his hands.
Blink twice if you have been kidnapped.” Lailah grinned and sent Ash a long, sideways look. “Or just blink.” I almost blinked because it was clear they were teasing Ash – a Primal who had gods strung up on the walls outside his palace.
Every myth is rooted in some fact.
They’ll tear into your flesh and tissue, feasting on your blood while you scream for the gods you’ve lost faith in.” “This is perhaps the least calming speech ever given after an attack,” Hawke muttered under his breath.
Run,” he gasped, blood trickling from the corner of his lips. “Run.
There are a lot of different people from various places that I haven’t met and know nothing about. That doesn’t mean it’s okay to make assumptions.
I... I don’t know how you even fall in love, so I don’t know how to fall out of it.
He was crying. Casteel was crying.
He was lucky I loved cheese.
You weren’t the only one seeking sanctuary that night. He was in need of shelter – one that could bear the weight of his desires, his love, and his pain. And he found it. He may have given you freedom, but you have given him more than you could ever know.
You don’t have to do this.” “I want to,” I told him. “Do you want me to?” “You can do anything to me, and I’ll want it.
Whether she ruled over all the lands and seas or was the Queen of nothing but a pile of ashes and bones, she would – will – always be my Queen. Love is too weak an emotion to describe how she consumes me and what I feel for her. She is my everything.
Love is the one thing that not even fate can contend with.
Are you trying to get me naked?” “Poppy,” he purred, brushing several strands of hair over my shoulder. “When am I not trying to get you naked?” I laughed softly. “Good point.
I don’t know, but bad memories always seem to have a way of being remembered over the good.