Briar Boleyn > Briar's Quotes

“It was Draven. He’d come up behind me. I jumped for a second time that morning, unable to help myself, then glared up at him. “How did you even do that?”
“I have the ears of an exmoor and the tread of a fenrir,” he said with a smirk.
“I’d say comparing yourself to wild animals was fitting, except the exmoor seems highly intelligent,” I muttered.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I let my eyelids fall closed. In my mind, Draven’s voice rang out over and over, shouting my name. His voice was more powerful than the sea. More primordial than the stars. My name was on his lips as he promised unspeakable darkness to any who came between us.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“The flames flickered, casting dancing shadows along the wall, as the lute player jumped lightly down to the floor.
He was an otherworldly vision. His hair a wild tangle of amber curls, his eyes a rich, liquid gold that sparkled like a fine ale. He was dressed for battle, clad in a coat of mail, silver links glistening overtop a thick, forest-green tunic. A quiver of red-tipped arrows hung at his back and he held a bow loosely in one hand. Rows of small knives were strapped across his chest. His sleeves had been rolled up to reveal strong forearms and sun-kissed skin. Snug trousers made of a sturdy green fabric emphasized the length of his lean legs, and were tucked into tall, black leather boots that came up to his knees.
As he crossed the room towards us he moved with a lithe, feline grace I had only seen before in one other man.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“His lips were sweet. Like rich honeyed-wine. Like the tang of wild berries. Like nothing I'd ever tasted before.
His mouth was gentle but persistent, coaxing my lips apart as his tongue swept inside me, tasting, exploring.
I moaned against his lips. My body was on fire. I gripped his shoulders as we kissed and felt his hands move to my hips, encircling my waist and pulling me closer against him until there was no space between us left.
The heat of his body against mine was a tantalizing lure. The kiss promised endless possibilities that made me dizzy to envision. I wanted to fall to the forest floor and pull him down with me.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“The Darkling slumped back in his chair. “Fine,” he said with a weary shrug. “Make me your villain.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“I wasn’t going to let his bluntness sting me again. “I see. Well, I wasn’t about to run up and down the hall screaming that I was a lost princess in need of saving, don’t worry.”
I could save myself, thank you very fucking much.”
― Briar Boleyn, Court of Claws

“My hunger for this man left me reeling. His scent enveloped me, musk and leather and beneath it all the lingering hint of blood. He was the most dangerous temptation I couldn't resist.”
― Briar Boleyn, Court of Claws

“I don’t want to let you finish. I already know I don’t want to go anywhere with you, Draven. What part of ‘I hate you and want to stab you in the face’ do you not understand?”
― Briar Boleyn, Court of Claws

“Morgan Pendragon is far from insignificant. She's a force of destiny and you would do well not to trifle with her or ever let her name cross your lips again.”
― Briar Boleyn, Court of Claws

“I see you truly for everything you are and everything you will be and I claim you as mine.”
― Briar Boleyn, Court of Claws

“Perhaps he was so used to having people want to kill him that it no longer impacted him like it would a normal person.”
― Briar Boleyn, Court of Claws

“Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.”
― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

“Be careful what you wish for.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

“Villains were wonderful. They got to be cruel and selfish, to preen in front of mirrors and poison apples, and trap girls on mountains of glass. They indulged all their worst impulses, revenged themselves for the least offense, and took every last thing they wanted. And sure, they wound up in barrels studded with nails, or dancing in iron shoes heated by fire, not just dead, but disgraced and screaming. But before they got what was coming to them, they got to be the fairest in all the land.”
― Holly Black, How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories

“I told him the story of the day I'd been mending pottery with one of the maids in the kitchen at Keramzin, waiting for him to return from one of the hunting trips that had taken him from home more and more frequently. I'd been fifteen, standing at the counter, vainly trying to glue together the jagged pieces of a blue cup. When I saw him crossing the fields, I ran to the doorway and waved. He caught sight of me and broke into a jog.
I had crossed the yard to him slowly, watching him draw closer, baffled by the way my heart was skittering around in my chest. Then he'd picked me up and swung me in a circle, and I'd clung to him, breathing in his sweet, familiar smell, shocked by how much I'd missed him. Dimly, I'd been aware that I still had a shard of that blue cup in my hand, that it was digging into my palm, but I didn't want to let go.
When he finally set me down and ambled off into the kitchen to find his lunch, I had stood there, my palm dripping in blood, my head still spinning, knowing that everything had changed.
Ana Kuya had scolded me for getting blood on the clean kitchen floor. She'd bandaged my hand and told me it would heal. But I knew it would just go on hurting.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“I’m not what you think I am,” I whispered desperately.
The Darkling stepped closer to me and said, his voice so low that only I could hear, “I doubt you have any idea what you are.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“Get moving. We need to find that stag so I don’t have to chop your head off.”
“I never said you had to chop my head off,” I grumbled, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and stumbling after him.
“Run you through with a sword, then? Firing squad?”
“I was thinking something quieter, like maybe a nice poison.”
“All you said was that I had to kill you. You didn’t say how.”
I stuck my tongue out at his back, but I was glad to see him so energized, and I suppose it was a good thing that he could joke about it all. At least, I hoped he was joking.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“I would beg,” he murmured. “For you, I would. You have fucking destroyed me, Oraya. Do you know that?”
― Carissa Broadbent, The Serpent and the Wings of Night

“Oh, gods.”
“Which one are you calling out for? Because it’s just you and me in this room, Vi, and I don’t share.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“My breath catches and my body warms, the traitorous bitch. You are not attracted to toxic men, I remind myself, and yet, here I am, getting all attracted.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“As long as you feel pain, you're still alive. As long as you make mistakes, you're still human. As long as you keep trying, there's still hope.”
― Susan Gale

“I loved you when your soul shone with all the starlight in the night sky, and I’ll love you now when your soul is the blackest you’ve ever known. I will love you whole and I’ll love you in pieces. It doesn’t matter, light or dark, I am here.”
― Caroline Peckham, Sorrow and Starlight

“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”
― Mae West

“You can't force love, I realized. It's there or it isn't. If it's not there, you've got to be able to admit it. If it is there, you've got to do whatever it takes to protect the ones you love.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“If she’s in danger, I slaughter everyone who stands between us without hesitancy. The trials were a mere preview of what awaits those who dare to make an enemy of me by laying hands on my mate.”
― Briar Boleyn, Empress of Fae

“Shattered or whole. Kneeling or standing. I’ll get to her, and I won’t ever leave. This time, I’ll make her understand what we are, together. And if anyone dares to hurt her, I’ll burn them to the ground without a second thought.”
― Briar Boleyn, Empress of Fae

“You used to scare me, Draven,” I whispered, skimming my fingers over the back of his neck.
He was quiet for a moment. “I know. But I was never your prison. Never your captor. All I've ever wanted was to be your protector. Your sanctuary.”
My heart flipped over in my chest.
Draven reached out a hand and caressed my hair. “I saw you, and I wanted to consume you. Like a fire that would only burn for me.”
― Briar Boleyn, Empress of Fae

“Yours is the only kingdom I'll pay fealty to. Yours are the only feet at which I'll willingly kneel.” He leaned back and touched my chin, lifting it. “I'd rather be a villain by your side than play the hero for anyone else. The world is dark and vile, but I'd willingly follow you into the depths of hell itself. All I want to do is shield you. Do you understand, Morgan? You're my redemption, good or bad, right or wrong.”
I looked into his eyes and understood. He may not have been a knight in shining armor, but he was the one I was meant to be with. There was no scaring him away. He had looked into the depths of my shadows and seen the light. He'd looked past every twisted fragment and loved me anyway.
“So consume me,” I whispered. “I see your shadows, too, Draven. And I'll only burn for you.”
― Briar Boleyn, Empress of Fae

“Nesta looked at the king with death twining around his hands, then down at Cassian. And covered Cassian’s body with her own. Cassian went still - then his hand slid over her back. Together. They’d go together.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“I want to murder your brother," I said conversationally. "So while you seem lovely, Rychel, I'm not sure we can be friends."
"Oh, I want to murder him, too! Please, let me help.”
― Briar Boleyn, Court of Claws