Huntress Quotes

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Sarah J. Maas
“So I’m your huntress and thief?” His hands slid down to cup the backs of my knees as he said with a roguish grin, “You are my salvation, Feyre.”
Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

L.J. Smith
“Tell Hugh," she whispered.
Tell Hugh your freaking self! He's right here! And you're not going anywhere.”
L.J. Smith

L.J. Smith
“You can't tell me? You disappear one day without any kind of warning, without any kind of note...you leave the gang and me and just competely vanish and nobody know where to find you, not even your uncle...and now you appear again and now you can't tell me where you were?" He was working himself into one of his Extremely Excited States, Jez realised.”
L.J. Smith

Travis Luedke
“She exuded sexuality almost tangible, like ink obscuring the waters around the octopus before it strikes.”
Travis Luedke, The Nightlife: Las Vegas

“I know it must have been hell for you, alone on that island for 5 years, but I'm...
-But what?
But was there ever a day when you were just... happy to be away from everything? No pressure from your family. No need to be the person everyone else expects you to be, was there ever a day when...
-When I didn't feel lost, I felt... free? More than one and uh... Those are the days that I miss.

-Huntress and Oliver, S1: E7, Arrow”
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Terry Spear
“How could their love for each other be so wrong?”
Terry Spear, Forbidden Love

Glenn Hefley
“Be as the flower in the vase; as the viper at its base.”
Glenn Hefley

Terry Spear
“You can't fault me for ensuring it's in working order... what if I hadn't used it and from this use it had fallen off?”
Terry Spear, Forbidden Love

Terry Spear
“Every bit of you, Lass, that's what I want...”
Terry Spear, Forbidden Love

Terry Spear
“Dear Elizabeth, you cannot know how much joy you bring to my heart...”
Terry Spear, Forbidden Love

Terry Spear
“It is real, Lass.... You are mine as I am yours.”
Terry Spear, Forbidden Love

C. Mack Lewis
“Why do you do it, Fiona?” Jack said, unable to stop himself from asking.
Fiona gave him a surprised look. “Is it so hard to figure out?”
Jack gazed at her, unable to put together the elegant lady who stood in front of him with the Fiona that Stella described as coming to her dungeon and having sessions with a broke cowboy.
Fiona said, “I spent a lot of time and effort turning myself into a lady. In Stella’s dungeon, I can let out the other part of me—to play.”
“Play?”
Fiona gave a wicked grin and said, “Play isn’t the best word. Let’s just say that I unleash the barbarian Huntress that burns within my soul and I revel with animalistic joy in her heathen antics as she subjects weaker creatures to her every whim.”
C. Mack Lewis