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He was also uncommonly good in bed—the only man in Zilvaren who’d ever made me scream his name out of pleasure rather than frustration.
Alrighty then
“Even filthy and tired, you’re still beautiful.”
This woman must be covered in meth or some shit
When I stepped out into the brilliant evening, Hayden was gone. And so was the gauntlet.
Maybe like we shouldn't've trusted the idiot brother in the first place??
Her eyes darted to Kingfisher for some reason,
I thought they were siblings when they talked about his hair, if I'm right, I shall giggle.
“You’re my brother,” Everlayne hissed. “Though I sometimes wish you weren’t!”
Oh heckles yes, another win for Agnes the prophet
“Why are you calling me that? Oshellith?” I snapped. “What does it mean?” He’d turned around. Was walking away. I listened to his boots striking the cold stone beneath his feet, each step ringing in my ears. “An Oshellith is a type of butterfly,” he called as he went. “Osha for short. They hatch, live, and die all in one day. The cold kills them very fast. Isn’t that right, Renfis?”
K bitch, leave the sarcasm at the door, won'tcha?
“Oh no, not magic!”
I quite like his sarcasm now, he may keep it
“Elroy swears that a man will lie about the size of his cock every time a woman asks him.” Kingfisher stilled. “Are you asking me how big my cock is, Osha?” “I don’t care how big it is. I care about the way you answer.” A slow, terrifying smirk spread across his face. “It’s big enough to make you scream and then some.” “See.”
Okay, abrupt, odd, unnecessary?
And then I punched him square in the mouth.
This always makes me chuckle in books, I love it when dudes get sucker punched
You’re too pretty to wear pants.
Then I'm just an ugly bitch?!?
“Careful, human. We Fae have an excellent sense of smell. You’d be amazed what we can scent floating on the air.”
Everyone else highlighted this one `_`
“For the love of every god that has ever been or ever will be, could you please lower your voice?”
1. This wil be my new thing
2. I love that he's hungover
“But I’m afraid I don’t have any new boots to trade you for your time.”
I need boots. Do we think I could trade boots for sex?
“I’m not going to stop trying. It’s not in me to stop,” I whispered. “You have to.” “I can’t. They’re my family.”
I feel that
“Who the fuck is Elroy?”
I need someone else to read this line and understand it so I can just go "WHO THE FUCK IS ELROY" and they'll get it.
Kingfisher pushed past me, out of the stall, heading back to the tack room. “I said, verbatim, ‘I go, and I try to get your brother. You help me and assist me in any way I ask you to, and you do as you’re told. You agree to this pact?’ to which you replied, ‘Yes, gods, I agree! Just get on with it!’”
This is just funny
“Where the fuck is my other boot?”
Clearly the man has priorities
“I missed you. So, so much. I wished, and I hoped, and I—” Archer hiccupped. “I wished, and I hoped. Every day.”
So I would die for Archer atp
carafe
I love the word carafe
They nearly dropped the dishes when they saw me sitting up at the head of the table next to Fisher.
I find this hilarious
“Sanasrothian foot soldiers,” he answered tightly. “Feeders. They are the reason why we need silver so badly. It’s the only thing that can kill them. NOW CAN SOMEBODY FUCKING HELP!”
1. LORE
2. He cares <3
“Mm. You’re right. I don’t think you will invite me. When the time comes, I think you’ll beg—”
Someone once again thinks far too highly of themselves ¬~¬
Carrion swiped a piece of toast from my breakfast tray. He bit into it, creating a shower of crumbs that magically disappeared before they hit the bedsheets.
Can I have these magical sheets?!?
He showed up with these in his hand and said he’d give them to me on one condition.” “Which was?” Carrion snagged a grape from the tray and popped it into his mouth. “That I take a bath.”
HE LIKES HER, HE REALLY LIKES HER! (he can't stand that Carrion smells like her ^·^)
I didn’t know the general all that well, but I knew him enough to tell that he was confounded by Fisher’s declaration.
Okay, wtf is it about the chair next to Fisher?
what drew twenty pairs of stunned eyes toward me. It was her sword, splintering into a thousand shards, the quivering steel needles shooting through the air and hitting the wall above Ren’s head so hard that they drove an inch into the pitted stonework.
Well damn
“Vampires!”
My exact, outloud words were 'Vampires?? Oh HELL yeah'
“Fine! Have it your way, darling!”
Malcom is gay. I love this for Malcom
“I don’t care what it was. Just stop sharing food with him.” There was a dangerous edge to his voice. One that dared me to challenge this order.
Okay, food is a thing
“Is it some weird Fae custom that I don’t know about?” “No,” he answered stubbornly. “It doesn’t mean anything.
Might've been wrong
Malcolm is the strongest of them. Their king. Of all the Fae who chose to remain vampires, he alone is strong enough to fully turn someone and ensure they remain themselves. What makes them who they are. Their personality and their character traits.
She's gonna become a vampire
“You want to bite me,” I whispered.
I feel like she just be figuring shit out rn. Let her cook.
blood!!”
I just love that there are two exclamation marks here
But there was something else tying me to him. Pulling me in like I was trapped.
Mates?!? (is that a thing here?)
“I can’t have children, Fisher. I was cleansed when I was fourteen.”
This is kinda sad if she wanted kids. If not, go her I guess? I still would've rather had a choice on that front.
“Because she is moonlight. The mist that shrouds the mountains. The bite of electricity in the air before a storm. The smoke that rolls across a battlefield before the killing starts. You have no idea what she is. What she could be. You should call her Majesty.”
This is an odd spot for this quote but it's cute and once again, I flock with the rest of the sheep.
No one else likes them, you cheeky shit.
I love Wendy
“Saeris? Darling girl, can you hear me? Are you all right?”
Doesn't seem like Fisher said this
It was Wendy who had spoken,
Called it
“My father died when I was two.
Oh we about to get some SERIOUS lore
It’s time for you to rest, too, Osha.
This is kinda adorable, I love this trope more than words can describe
“What have I stolen?”
His HEART
Fisher’s arm was thrown over my side, one of his legs tangled with mine, the weight and heat of his body curving around me deeply reassuring.
I wants a relationship like this *cries* (edit: this is highlight 69 '-')
THE
This makes me chuckle
That it was a baby, punctured with hundreds of teeth marks like it was a pin cushion.
Im saddened
and the strangest thing happened.
Code for: she aboutta cook
“WELL, HE CAN’T HAVE HER!”
Posessive queen
“I give you my blood in thanks, Saeris Fane.”
HE USED HER NAME!!!!!
“That seat is reserved for the lady of the house, you stupid girl. Etiquette dictates that only Fisher’s wife is permitted to sit there. It’s a position of high honor meant for a Fae female born into one of the old houses,
Found out what the chair means
“But then I realized that it was you. He didn’t want me smelling like you.” I refrained from commenting. I had suspected that was why Fisher had made Carrion take that bath, but I’d never said it out loud.
I just keep winning
