Carmine Blackheart

“My hands curl into fists, my fangs explode in my mouth, and though there were a million other ways I was hoping to break my newfound knowledge to Grace, the words come out before I can even think about stopping them. “Jaxon, if you wouldn’t mind, take your fucking hands off my mate.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crush

“Don’t be sorry. Being annoying is my brother’s singular talent.”
“Whatever,” Hudson growls, and he sounds even more pissed than he did this morning. “It barely cracks the top ten of my talents.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crush

“And a few seconds after that, the entire building starts collapsing in on itself. I watch over Hudson’s shoulder as wood and glass and stone and metal come tumbling down, the arena literally tearing itself apart piece by piece.
Hudson’s words come back to me now, as does that moment when I was returning his powers to him—the moment when I realized just how infinite they really are.
The amount of power it takes to tear the arena down and hurt no one.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crush

“If you’re the sickness, I suppose you can’t also be the cure.”
― Holly Black, The Wicked King