Court of Winter Quotes

“Not because he agreed with me that the cave’s sight was extraordinary, but because when he said it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, he hadn’t been looking at the cave. He’d been looking at me.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“I clenched my teeth. “One last question, my prince. Why must we share a bed?” “Because there’s only one.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“Heat flooded my core as the prince ravaged my mouth. He tasted of sin and snow, spice and fire, and I’d never tasted anything so sweet, so addictive.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“Was that truly all he thought I was? A possession? Nothing more? Nothing less?”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“His masculinity was the kind spoken of in sonnets and sung in melodies that seduced a female with only a few syllables. He was utter perfection, a living sculpture. It only riled me further. Such unparalleled beauty wasn’t fair in a male such as him.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“They’re staring because you’re a sight to behold.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“But what had he expected? Beautiful or not, it was still a cage.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“He cocked an eyebrow. “Do you always ask such asinine questions?” My nostrils flared as I pumped my hands into fists. “Only when encountered with ridiculous fae.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“He cocked an eyebrow. “Do you always ask such asinine questions?”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“The prince was masculinity incarnate, a beautiful sculpture of death that would delight any female in the throes of her demise. It took everything in me not to throw a dagger at him—”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“She’s like Mother?” the youngest prince asked in shock.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“Like it or not, the murderer of my family had become the one constant in my unpredictable life.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“He chuckled. “And now you look angry again. That’s an emotion I’ve grown quite used to seeing on you.” “What makes you think I’m angry now?” “You get a little line between your eyes, and your lips thin in the slightest way when you’re upset.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“He was so huge that I didn’t even reach his collarbones.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“warded”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“You know what she is to me, yet you still play your games?” he said it so quietly that I almost didn’t hear him. What I was to him? I cocked my head, wondering what he meant by that comment.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“It’s so beautiful. Possibly the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” “I think so too,” the prince replied, his voice so quiet that I almost didn’t hear him. When I shifted my tear-filled eyes to his, his comment pierced my soul, and the emotion strumming through me caught in my chest. Not because he agreed with me that the cave’s sight was extraordinary, but because when he said it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, he hadn’t been looking at the cave. He’d been looking at me.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“I pulled free of the prince’s arm and rolled up my sleeve to see a single petal glowing on my skin before it disappeared. The prince rolled up his own sleeve. A shattering heart shone before it vanished. I frowned. “That was an interesting mark.” His brow furrowed as he quickly rolled his sleeve back down. “The gods have a wicked sense of humor.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“The magic to save our continent, Ilara Seary,” the prince replied. “You have the ability to create orem, which means that you can save us all.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“his face. So much so that my words caught in my throat. In the same breath, a wave of his magic washed over me, and his illusion cracked and broke all around me. My hair cascaded around my shoulders in soft waves, curling lightly and returning to its true pitch-black color. I gasped at the sudden change just as Nuwin’s breath sucked in. “She’s like Mother?” the youngest prince asked in shock.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“Who’s in charge here?” Prince Norivun Deema Melustral Achul, first son of the king, Bringer of Darkness, Death Master of the continent, son of Prinavee Territory, and crown prince and heir to the Winter Court’s throne,”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“syllables. He was utter perfection, a living sculpture. It only riled me further.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“The beautiful Death Master.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“I truly think you’re going to do something to me that will either hurt me or make me wish I’d never met you.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“He didn’t say a word as his gaze swept over me, drinking me in as though I were a fine wine, and with each inch of his perusal, my heart beat harder and harder.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“but because when he said it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, he hadn’t been looking at the cave. He’d been looking at me.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“The corner of his mouth kicked up. “Are you scared of staying with the Bringer of Darkness?”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“The prince was masculinity incarnate, a beautiful sculpture of death that would delight any female in the throes of her demise. It took everything in me not to throw a dagger at him”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“Because it’s what you do. And if it’s not torture, it will certainly be death because that’s what you did to my brother and my parents. Yet you obviously don’t know that. You probably don’t even remember murdering my family.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter

“This royal, this fairy was the reason for all of our heartache. I hated him with a vengeance that was so potent I could barely breathe.”
― Krista Street, Court of Winter