Kat

“Apparently, she already stabbed him once,” Jasper informed the Guardian. “In the heart.” Nova looked at me. “And she cut me earlier tonight. Threw a knife right at my face another time,” Casteel ticked off his fingers. “Then this one time, in the woods, she—” “No one wants to hear about how many times I’ve made you bleed,” I snapped. “I do,” Jasper remarked. Emil raised his hand. “So do I.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“He didn’t seem to hear me as his eyes brightened. “You smell like…” “If you say I smell like Casteel again, I will punch you in the face,” I promised. “Hard.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“Kieran had finally, after about ten years, finished cutting up his food. “May I have that? If you’re done, that is? I’m not sure, but the last piece is a little thicker than the rest of the pieces.” Slowly, he looked over at me. “Would you like me to cut your food for you?” “Would you like me to knock you off this bench?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“How you’ve spoken to me doesn’t bother me. I’m not insecure enough to care about the opinions of little men.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire