Warrior Fae (Ruthless Boys of the Zodiac, #5)

by Caroline Peckham

“He’s not riding me,” Dante refused. “Like I’d ever ride you,” I muttered with my upper lip curling back and I walked over to Gabriel. “I’d ride your mamma though.” “What did you say about my mamma?!”

“Oops, thought I saw a mindwort, but it must have been one of your brain cells jumping ship. My bad,” Rosa said innocently and I breathed a laugh.

And if I was old enough to have survived the things I had, then he trusted that I was old enough to make my own choices now.

“There is nothing more frightening in this world than a Fae who can bleed in front of their enemies without flinching.”

“Why’d you keep calling me that?” I frowned. “It means new son.

AWWWW

“I’d fly to the moon and bring back a piece of it for you,” Gabriel said. “By the stars, do you think I could actually do that?” His eyes glazed for a moment then he frowned. “Apparently I’d die. But I’d die for you, Elise.”

i. love. gabriel

“Save her, Gabriel – save her – the power will destroy her and all that she loves, let her bite you, it’s the only way!”

“I like Lions.” “What kind?” I asked to keep him distracted. “Simba. Not scar. Scar’s a stronzooooo,” he howled like a wolf. “I’m a stronzo.” He hung his head and I dropped back to pat his arm. “You’re my stronzo,” I whispered and he held my hand

Marlowe: That pit you scored at the 4:59 count had my heart in my throat! I thought it was gonna explode on you for sure! Marlowe: I’ve never seen a run as good as you made in the 5th round against that mammoth of a Waterback! Marlowe: Boy oh boy, I forgot how much I love this game! And it’s even more exhilarating watching my girl play! Marlowe: Ho-ly cow, I couldn’t watch when the Fireside took you out in the 7th round! But you came back strong, my girl!

this is so cute omg

It was a fierce power that only I could control, so nothing could remove it but me.

kinda convenient but aight

I twisted my hands into claws as I reached out in front of me on instinct and drove my fingernails into the very fabric of the world surrounding me, ripping it from the grip of the stars and forcing the veil back as I tore down the barrier between life and death.

i'm sorry what

"Because happily ever after always tastes sweetest when it's been earned through agony," he replied simply. "The best things in life hurt us the most."