Briec Quotes

“Take deep slow breaths,” it told her. “It will calm you.”
Calm her? Slow breaths? Instead she sucked in a breath to tell it to
go to hell, but ended up sending her late-night snack spewing across the
dragon’s foot.
Staring down, it muttered, “Oh, that’s just vile.”
Talaith’s eyes narrowed and suddenly she found her voice. “And yet, I
feel remarkably better,” she sneered.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“He looked like you ripped his heart out of his chest, threw it to
the ground, and stomped all over it while singing a jaunty tune.”
Annwyl shrugged at Morfyd’s bemused expression. “I might have
seen that look before on his brother.”
“Perhaps when you stabbed our father?”
Annwyl laughed. “No. Then he just looked proud.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“She’d left him.
Without a word. Without a thought. She’d left him and now he had
feelings.
For that alone, he’d never forgive her.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“Is there ever a time you’re not an arrogant bastard?”
“Is there ever a time you’re not a difficult bitch?”
“No.”
“Then I guess that makes us perfectly matched, now doesn’t it?”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“You’re too
much of a pain in the ass to be pitied.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“Briec removed his
clothes and slipped into bed with her, wrapping his arms around
her waist and snuggling her from behind.
“Izzy?”
“That’s just ridiculous,” he growled.
She glanced at him over her shoulder. “It could have been
worse. I could have said Gwenvael.”
“And forced me to kill my own brother.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“To be honest, Briec doesn’t
consider fights with humans as battles. I think he sees that more as
hunting. Or a snack that runs.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“My husband tried to have me burned at the stake and you
brutalize your brothers on an hourly basis, which makes them not
want to be too close to you for very long. What does that tell you,
Briec the Arrogant?”
“That they’re jealous of our greatness.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“I don’t know. You’ll have to ask him yourself.”
She sat up enough to look him in the eye. “I am not talking to
your…your…”
“Mighty throbbing manhood?”
“Briec.”
“That which brings you much delirious pleasure?”
“Briec.”
“That which makes you whole?”
“Stop it, dragon. You’re making me physically ill.”

...
“Ow!”
“Be nice, woman. I’m not used to this.”
She rubbed her ass and glared at him. “Do that again and you’ll
lose that which you believe makes me whole.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“Lady Talaith. Is that what you’re wearing to dinner tonight?”
...
“And exactly when did I start owing you an explanation for
anything I do?”
“She’s got you there, brother.” The pair turned on him so fast,
Gwenvael stumbled back against the window, almost falling out of it.
“Don’t bother. I’ll accidentally hit myself in the head later.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“Hhhmm. A sense of humor.” He cocked his head to the side.
“That actually might annoy me.”
She frowned, ignoring the teasing sound to that oh-so-low voice
and, with heavy sarcasm answered, “Oh, well, that’ll keep me up
nights.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“An unhappy Briec is an unhappy universe.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“Aren’t you going to hit him?” Éibhear asked.
“I don’t feel like it.”
“Good gods.” Gwenvael stood. “This is worse than we thought,
Éibhear. Up, brother.” Gwenvael grabbed Briec’s arm and pulled
him to his feet. “There is only one answer for this.”
“Which is?”
“Drinking and eating. The whoring we will keep until we get you
good and drunk.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

“Explain to me again why we’re at a whorehouse?”
Gwenvael sighed around his ale. “Because, my thick-headed
brother, if you want information about human men then you go to the
one place all human men come to eventually.”
― G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon