Irial Quotes

“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

“Pride goeth before the fall....but you've already fallen, haven't you?”
― 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

“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

“He'd given her his vow: to take care of her, to keep her from hurt or pain, from wanting for anything. Her leaving didn't negate his promises; they weren't conditional.”
― Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange

“-"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

“He had hopes, but hope wasn't a solution.”
― Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange

“I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl.”
― Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange

“By every mortal standard, the worst faeries in the world were those in the Dark Court. They fed on the baser emotions; they engaged in activities that the other-also amoral-faery courts repudiated. They were also the only ones she truly trusted or understood.”
― Melissa Marr, Faery Tales & Nightmares

“We are what we are, Nial, neither as good or as evil as others paint us. And what we are doesn't change how truly we feel, only how free we are to follow those feelings.”
― Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange

“He might be out of her skin, but she'd left him as something other than what he'd been before- not moral, but not strong enough to deserve the title of Dark King.”
― Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange

“I've talked to Ash and if you take another mortal-”
“Are you threatening me, love?” He grinned at her.
“No. I'm telling you that I don't want you to replace me.”
His smile faded. “Well, then . . . and if I do?”
“Then Ash will work with the other one, the Winter Queen, and they’ll threaten you, hurt our-your-court. But here's the thing they don't get: I don't want you to be hurt. It would hurt me. If you let some other mortal channel that awfulness for you, that would hurt me. What they'll do to you when they find out, that will hurt me.”
“And?”
“And you promised me that you wouldn't let anyone hurt me.”
― Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange