Morwen Elda > Morwen's Quotes

“And he smiled at her, truely smiled- wicked and lovely...”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“Sometimes love means letting go when you want to hold on tighter.”
― Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange

“She stood in his kitchen, watching him toy with the ring in his lip. It wasn't quite that he was biting it, but sucking it into his mouth. He did that when he was concentrating. It isn't sexy. He's not sexy. But he was, and she was staring at him like a fool. "wow" she whispered (.....)"Wow, huh?" His voice was low, husky. His chair creaked as he stood. His footsteps seemed strangely loud as he closed the couple yards between them. Then he was beside her. "I can work with wow”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“Once upon a time there was a girl."

"Not a princess?!"

"No, definitely not! She was too smart to be a princess. Tough too...Stronger than anyone realized."

"Does she live happily ever after?"

"Shouldn't there be something in the middle?"

"I like to read the ending first." (Wicked Lovely)”
― Melissa Marr

“Love makes you foolish. It makes you throw every bit of logic away, do stupid things, dangerous things.”
― Melissa Marr, Radiant Shadows

“Like chaos in a glass cage.”
― Melissa Marr, Radiant Shadows

“If you get killed. I'm going to be furious."
"I love you too. Come On.”
― Melissa Marr, Darkest Mercy

“Stab one or two healers, and everyone overreacts.”
― Melissa Marr, Darkest Mercy

“Life is too short to read books that I'm not enjoying.”
― Melissa Marr

“I'm not bloodthirsty, but...seriously, she killed you. She needs to be dead.”
― melissa marr, Darkest Mercy

“Irial!”
“Still here.” Irial didn’t open his eyes, but he smiled a little.
“You’re an ass,” Niall said, but he kept his hands on Irial’s chest so that he could feel both pulse and breath.
“You too, Gancanagh,” Irial murmured.”
― Melissa Marr, Darkest Mercy

“Images cluttered the pages, but one tattoo set her nerves on edge; inky black eyes surrounded by wings likes shadows coalescing.
Mine. The thought, the need,
the reaction was overpowering.
Leslie looked up. "This one." she said. "I need this one.

But the image is more than just tempting art, and it draws her into a world of shadows and desire- into the world of Faerie.”
― Melissa Marr

“Like many faeries she knew, he was sculpture-perfect, but instead of being wrought of shadows like those in her court, this faery had a tangled feel to him. Shadow and radiance. He didn‘t look much older than her, until she saw the arrogance in his posture. Then, he reminded her of Irial, of Bananach, of Keenan, of the faeries who walked through courts and crowds confident that they could slaughter everyone in the room. Like chaos in a glass cage.”
― Melissa Marr, Radiant Shadows

“Some things are more important than safety.”
― Melissa Marr, Radiant Shadows

“...Bananach sits on your throne, has declared herself Dark Queen."

"She WHAT!?" Niall- or perhaps Irial-asked.”
― Melissa Marr, Darkest Mercy

“Were you hoping for a quest? A seemingly impossible task that you could relay to your queen afterward? Would you like to tell her that you found and slayed the dragon for love of her?

-Queen Sorcha”
― Melissa Marr, Fragile Eternity

“You're an idiot," she whispered tearfully.
Finally, he opened his eyes and stared up at her; by then, she had moved on to stroking his hair and crying. She sat beside him on the edge of the bed, trying very hard not to bump him or let her cold tears fall on his bare chest and arms.
For a moment he blinked at her. Then he asked, "Are you dead too?”
― Melissa Marr, Darkest Mercy

“Sleep well, and stay where I put you.”
― Melissa Marr, Graveminder

“Discord says it's a good idea. That's comforting.”
― Melissa Marr, Darkest Mercy

“Leslie?" Irial whispered. "What are you doing?"
"Choosing."
Tears were soaking the blanket under Leslie's face.
"I'm mine. Not anyone else's."
"I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl." And then he was gone, and her emotions crashed over her.”
― Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange

“You cannot force me to make my wishes now" She squared her shoulders and looked at him. "I've read texts.”
― Melissa Marr, Radiant Shadows

“-"You won't like me if I'm cruel."
-"I don't like you now."
-"We don't lie."
-"I'm mortal, Irial. I can lie all I want to.”
― Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange

“Loving someone meant letting them be who they were, not caging them”
― Melissa Marr, Fragile Eternity

“I don't know if you realize it or not, but your sudden devotion to her is creepy.”
― Melissa Marr, Fragile Eternity

“The former Dark King’s eyes closed again; his chest did not appear to rise.
Niall reached out and put a hand on the injured faery’s chest. “Irial!”
“Still here.” Irial didn’t open his eyes, but he smiled a little.
“You’re an ass,” Niall said, but he kept his hand on Irial’s chest so that he could feel both pulse and breath.
“You too, Gancanagh,” Irial murmured.”
― Melissa Marr, Darkest Mercy

“You are my king. You could command me to stop seeing her."

Niall turned his gaze to Irial. "What would you do?"

"Blind myself, if you were foolish enough to use those words.”
― Melissa Marr, Stopping Time

“-"Leslie? What are you doing?"
-"Choosing. I'm mine. Not anyone else's."
-"I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl.”
― Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange

“Faeries are equally loyal and deceitful.”
― Melissa Marr, Challenge

“A clear division between good and evil, right and wrong, would simplify everything, but life was rarely simple.”
― Melissa Marr, Faery Tales & Nightmares

“Some mortals--like you--are already half in love with death. It is who you are, and I'll not make it harder on you by telling you things you don't need to know. Ask me again when you die. Then I'll tell you everything, anything, nothing.”
― Melissa Marr, Graveminder