I can’t stop thinking about you Lady Catherine Pinkerton of Rock Turtle Cove. I’ve been trying, but it’s useless. You’ve had me mesmerized from the first moment I saw you in that red dress, and I don’t know what to do about it, other than to use every skill at my disposal to try and mesmerize you back.
He was naught but a flirtatious louse, and she’d fallen further with every rakish smile. What a fine joke she must have made for his amusement.
It’s been a long time since I lost control like that. I don’t know what happened.
Here she was, dwelling on an almost-kiss, and Adrian wanted to talk about the time she’d killed someone.
We were protesting the soap.
Aces, is that all hair?
Stories are powerful. What you don’t understand is that you have not yet written the ending.
Not revenge,” said Adrian. “Justice.
Your great vision will not be devoured by the passing of time. All will not be for nothing.
Suit yourself. After all, why be accommodating when one can be difficult?
After all” – he glanced back at Simon, remembering what he has been told after the hospital heist – “there is no I in hero.
We are the old gods, Wyrdith. The world has gone on without us. Mortals have gone on without us. They may invoke our names and leave their offerings and whisper their prayers, but it is up to them, ultimately, to devise their destiny.
She liked electricity, but some nights, she would have given almost anything to see the Milky Way again.
Roses are red, violets are blue, I would even trim my mustache for you!
She was falling in love with him.
He was exactly the kind of hero Cress had been dreaming about her entire life.
Lady Pinkerton!′ he said, dabbing at his forehead with the corner of his cloak. She considered offering him a handkerchief, but decided to pretend he wasn’t sweating instead.
Imagine a collection of crystal cake plates there, with wedding cakes and birthday cakes and, oh, the best unbirthday cakes.
I’ve often found, when all is forgotten by history, a good story can still live on. A good story can live forever.
Adrian painfully aware of how much he had started to like Nova. Really like her.