Princes of Ash Quotes

“She’s vulnerable, and she’s defensive about it. She’s pliable, and she’s fighting it. She’s desperate for companionship, and she resents it.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“Tired but persistent, weak but fierce, defeated but determined.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“It's excruciating to care about someone who hurts you.”
― Samantha Rue, Princes of Ash

“I found one of those hydration packets in the pantry. It has everything in it for you to boost your electro—” Freezing, I glance over to see Lex moseying into the room, a sports bottle in his hand. He takes in the scene slowly, gaze jumping from Pace, to Wicker, and then to me, the tip of Wicker’s cock poised between my lips. I wait for the outburst, but he just sighs. “Guys, this is not what I meant about keeping the Princess hydrated.” “Why not? It’s salty, right?” Wick gently guides me back down.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“Sorry if I scared you.” Wicker snorts, and it hits me that he’s stroking my hair. “Who among us hasn’t woken up to the shrill, panicked shrieks of the person sleeping beside us?”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“Oh, you have no idea how many scenarios I’ve dreamed up for potential catastrophe. Toxic chemicals destroying the population. The whole palace getting carbon monoxide poisoning. An airborne virus that spontaneously removes hands.” I dig my bread through the sauce. “Because they can’t unlock the door without hands.” “Fucking exactly.” I shiver when Pace’s knuckles graze the back of my neck. “Lex thought I was crazy.” “That’s obviously a very reasonable worry.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“You little fucker.” Beside me, Effie walks the length of the shovel I’ve set up for her as a perch, her head jerking with each syllable. “Little fucker.” I give her a stern look. “I see Mama taught you some new words.” She trills before squawking, “Cute little fucker.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“I glance over to see Lex moseying into the room, a sports bottle in his hand. He takes in the scene slowly, gaze jumping from Pace, to Wicker, and then to me, the tip of Wicker’s cock poised between my lips. I wait for the outburst, but he just sighs. “Guys, this is not what I meant about keeping the Princess hydrated.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“When I turn to him, I can tell he’s seeing me in a different light. There’s spite—an unmistakable glare—and also a lot of pain, which is expected. But there’s something else, too. Right now, I’m scarier than Nick Bruin.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“See, this is the worst part about maiming people,” I say, waving the gun menacingly. “They always think they have to tell you about it. Why is that?”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“Charlie swivels side to side in his seat, not a care in the world. “Also, that Nick Bruin is a snack. Granted, straighter than dry spaghetti. I’m just trying to boil him a bit.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“Mama B takes her daughter’s hand and leans in close. “Remember what King Payne said, okay, baby? You have power here. If someone hurts you,” she glances directly at me, “you can stab them.” You can fucking try.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“Rath tsks. “Boys, boys, boys.” The silver blade of the knife in his hand gleams as he waves it. “Don’t make me turn this hostile negotiation around.” Rath twirls the knife skillfully. “I’m here to prevent a murder or avenge one. Your choice.” Remy twists to glance at him, nose flaring in frustration. “Come on,” he sighs. “Just a little murder?” Rath gives him a stern look. “You’ve got murder at home, Maddox. You didn’t even finish the last one.” He quirks an eyebrow.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“Rath tsks. “Boys, boys, boys.” The silver blade of the knife in his hand gleams as he waves it. “Don’t make me turn this hostile negotiation around.” Rath twirls the knife skillfully. “I’m here to prevent a murder or avenge one. Your choice.” Remy twists to glance at him, nose flaring in frustration. “Come on,” he sighs. “Just a little murder?”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“Rath leans his head closer to Remy, watching my brother and me curiously. “So, whose pampered little swimmer do you think hit the mark?” He gestures down the hall and then between us. “Tweedle-Dee, Tweedle-Dumb, or Tweedle-Dick?”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“What’s it like knowing you knocked up your sister?” “She’s not our blood sister, dumbass,” I snap, but regret it the instant I see the grin toying on his mouth.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“Motherfucking shitfucker of a fuck,”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“He’s also a cuddler.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“Welcome to the World of Forsyth U—five interconnected series that follow the dark underworld of the Forsyth Greek System. Men, Sex, Guns, Torture, Death, and Drugs have ruled the houses for generations. That is, until the Monarchs change everything.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“That child belongs to me. The only way you can stop me is to kill me and throw East End into chaos.” Pace runs his finger down the long, sharp edge of a knife. “Oh, we’re not going to kill you, old man.” “That’s not what Princes do, is it?” I grip the handle tight, giving the floor a testing lash. “Practice,” Wicker says, closing the door, “makes perfect.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“You’re staying, right?” I whisper the question just as she meets my own kiss, her palm solid and sure on my chest. “I’m staying,” she assures, “just do me a favor?” “Anything.” Flicking her eyes behind me, she demands, “Make it hurt.” At least this is a promise I know I can keep. Once she’s gone, we turn to him, and maybe it’s petty, but it feels good to know he’s seen what we’re like without him. Better. Stronger. A family.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“The only things that make you special are your pretty face and your Baron blood.” He leans forward, grinning. “My heir will inherit them both. It’s the perfect combination, is it not? Light and dark. Creation and death.” “Two sides of the same coin?”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“Do you remember that day in the library bathroom when I asked you how you love them?” She nods, sitting on the edge of the bed. “I understand it better now.” Her jaw slacks, eyebrows hiking up her forehead. “You love them?” Shrugging, I confess, “I don’t know. Maybe? Everything is so twisted and confusing, and trust me, the hormones don’t make it any better. I just know that they aren’t what they seemed. They’re complicated, and confusing, and angry, and traumatized, and—” “They’re Royals,” she says, lips pressed into a grim, understanding smile. “They’re fucked up.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“When I was pregnant with you, I used to lay with you for hours, just feeling you flip around in there. It’s hard, isn’t it? Clinging to the parts that bring you joy, all the while knowing there’s so much pain that lingers just outside of the cocoon.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“At some point, Whitaker Kayes has to learn to fight for himself.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“It’s all adrenaline now—that, and the instinct to survive. To escape. To run to the safety of my Princes. Because here, at the end of it all, that’s what they are to me. Protection. Salvation. Home.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“One day, these flowers will wilt and die. But the five of us won’t.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“For the first time in my goddamn life, I don’t just want to get off, Red.” I trail my kiss to her warm cheek, watching her green eyes flutter. “I want you to be mine.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“I’ve wanted her since the day I saw her after winning my Fury, so timid and gorgeous in that back hallway. When I saw her in the dressing room for the masquerade. When I took her virginity, already bleeding from the throne. I’ve never not wanted her.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash

“You rescued me.” His jaw tics. “Twice.” “I did what any Princess would do,” I say carefully. “No. No one has ever done something like that for me before.” He looks at me with red-rimmed eyes. “Not when I was ten, or fifteen, or twenty.” He inhales, eyes searching. “So why, Verity? Why do you do it, knowing damn well I can’t rescue you back?” I lift my hand and cup his cheek, knowing the answer. “Because, Whitaker Kayes, despite how hard your father tried, this isn’t a transaction for me. I showed up because I see what you don’t.” With a sad smile, I stroke his cheek. “That you’re worth saving.”
― Angel Lawson, Princes of Ash