Happily Ever Witch Quotes

“I’ve never belonged to anyone.  Not in my whole life.”  She swallowed.  “Do you believe me?” “Of course.  How could you possibly belong to anyone else? You’re mine.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“What had he ever done to deserve this kind of misery? …Besides everything he’d ever done.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Queens never make bargains.  Not with assholes.”
“Of course we do.  I make bargains with you all the time.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Trevelyan wanted to start off on the right nefarious foot, rounding up possible dissenters and renaming public buildings after himself, but his mate wasn’t allowing it.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Oh, this was going to be fun.
“So, what’s he being charged with?”  Marrok asked lazily.  “Because I have some great suggestions.”
The Queen of Clubs waved a dismissive hand.  “We’ll figure that out later.  Knave?  Call the first witness.”
“First witness!”  The Knave of Clubs shouted towards the door.
“I don’t leave witnesses.”  Trevelyan assured them all.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Let’s make another deal.  What can I do to get a ‘yes’ from you?”
“I don’t know.”  She finally murmured.  She seemed calmer. He was winning.  He could tell.  “I guess you could try asking me to marry you.”
Simple enough. 
“Will you marry me, Ez?”
“Nope.”
Trevelyan tipped his head back and groaned.  “Oh for God’s sake…”
“I’m mad at you, because you’re an idiot.  I need time to calm down.”  She headed for the cave entrance, black curls bouncing.  “Ask again later.”
Shit. Compromising was going to take some getting used to.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“My God.”  He whispered, his gaze riveted on her smile.  “I can’t stop him, if you look at me like that.  We like it when you’re happy.” 
The mix of pronouns was working for her.  It was like something uncivilized and otherworldly had her in his/their sights.
“You can’t stop me, at all.”  She backed towards the door. “But give me a thirty second head start.”
“What?”  Trevelyan’s whole body jerked, finally processing what she planned to do.  “No!  Dragons are hunters.  Whatever you do, don’t run.”
Esmeralda took off running.
“Ez!”  It was literally a roar.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Esmeralda wrinkled her nose, realizing what her big transmogrifying spell had actually done. Trevelyan scented the fumes.  “Smog?”  His brow furrowed, piecing it together.  “Log.  Hog.  Grog.  …Smog.”
“But still not a single frog.”  She muttered.
His mouth curved, as he finally recognized what was happening with the rhymes.  Something glinted deep in his eyes.  Some kind of spark.  “Regardless, the army was soundly defeated… as if you’d wielded a flog.”  He offered in false commiseration.
“Oh, shut up.”
“Why, it was a spell worthy of any blog.  Everyone watching was agog!”
“Shut up, Trev.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“I don’t see why you wouldn’t want to tell me everything.”  He complained.  “I’m wonderfully wise.  Instinctively intuitive.  Endlessly empathetic.”
“You just laughed about my brother being taken hostage by an evil queen.”
“It was funny!”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“I’d have to figure out what a wabeberry is first, but yeah.”  She told him.  “I’ve seen every baking documentary there is.  I can probably make some tarts.  Maybe we should try not to enspell them to life, this time, though.”
“No promises, my darling.”
Esmeralda laughed. Trevelyan grinned, his heart beating faster in his chest.  He wasn’t imagining it.  He definitely wasn’t boring her, either.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Esmeralda groaned, knowing William’s end was nigh.  “Trev, don’t.  I can make more ginger-mutants…”
“And those will belong to me, too.”  He interrupted righteously.  It was obvious!”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Esmeralda barely paused in her harangue.  “You don’t have any friends.”  Her voice echoed, shouting to be heard over all the weaponry.  “You said so yourself.”
“I lied.  I do that a lot.  I’m ninety-eight percent evil.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“They are not your family.”  He interrupted, his voice ice cold.
“They are my family.”  She tugged on her shirt.  “And they hate you.  With really compelling reasons.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Once he got his powers back, Trevelyan was putting an impenetrable protection spell on Esmeralda, whether she liked it or not.  At least until he figured out how to control the weather.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“He paused with studious concern.  “Is ‘lower-powered’ the correct term?  Or do you prefer ‘magically disadvantaged?’”
“I prefer ‘Esmeralda, The Majestic and Terrible.’  Thanks for asking.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“You still seem upset.”  Trevelyan mused.  “Do you want to talk about it?  My mother said that you should never go to bed angry.”  He paused with a thoughtful frown.  “But I think she just meant that you should kill all your enemies before bed.  Mother hated procrastination.  …And her enemies.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Of course I’m Bad!”  The witch objected, rightfully insulted by the alternative.  “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve been arrested?” “Being arrested a lot just proves you’re bad at being Bad.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Trevelyan was evil.  Not just Bad.  Evil. He took real pride in that distinction.  You were born Bad.  You had to decide to be evil.  It took time and energy to build up the requisite skills.  Fortunately, Trevelyan was a hard worker.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Run and I will catch you, witch.  Every single time.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“He stepped out onto the balcony, two stories above the invaders, and crossed his arms over his chest.  Mostly-nude and unarmed, he still looked invincible to her.  “Alright.”  He called to no one in particular.  “Which of you bastards wants to die first?”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Trevelyan quickly backtracked.  “It’s still a fair deal. I’ll save Marrok and be a good mate to you.”  He made a face, because they’d just agreed to be honest.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“If it makes you feel any better, you kept me safe with that waterproofing spell.”
That didn’t make him feel any better.  It just upset him more. 
“You nearly got wet?  How the fuck did that happen?  You were gone a few hours and nearly died ten different ways.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Trevelyan resisted the urge to pace, restless agitation driving him.  “Esmeralda should have told me this was her plan.”  He informed the other men, needing to vent.  Granted, the witch had told him her plan, but she should have been clearer about it.  She’d tricked him by telling the truth.  Why couldn’t she lie like a normal person?  “She left when my back was turned, because she knew I’d stop her.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“That’s four spaces.”  The rug chided.  “A queen only moves one at a time.” She was pretty sure that wasn’t so.  “You said we were making up our own rules.”  She argued. “But we’re not savages.  Now I get to move my queen three more times to catch up.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“If we don’t get back into bed soon, I might die.”
That dramatic lament earned him an exasperated snort.  “I haven’t even finished my sandwich.”
Trevelyan quickly grabbed it with one hand and her with the other, eager to get moving.  He pulled her into his arms, her back to his front and held up the sandwich.  “Hurry.”  He prompted and pressed against her lovely ass so she could feel the direness of the situation.  “My life depends on it.”
“You’re insatiable.”
“You’re irresistible.”
“Crap.  That line actually just worked on me.  I’m embarrassed for both of us.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Trevelyan let out a jagged breath.  “This did not go how I imagined.”  He muttered.
“No?”
“No.  As usual, you’re confusing everything.”
“I try.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Just have fun with it.”
“Fun?”  He frowned, like that was crazy talk. “Yeah.  I just defeated an army.  I’m in a cheerful mood.  I want my two orgasms.  Let’s go.”
“Sex isn’t about fun.”  He’d retreated all the way back to the balcony’s railing, which showed how antsy he felt.  Trevelyan never retreated from anything, certainly not from her. “I’m very serious about my proficiency.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Like Auntie Hazel always said:  If you weren’t having fun being a wicked witch, you were doing it wrong.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“If either of us feels guilty about not telling something, we should have to tell the other about it.”  He said very carefully.  “How’s that?”
“No!  You never feel guilty about anything.  It would be me doing all the confessing and you keeping all the secrets.”
“That seems like a workable solution to me.”
“Dream the hell on.”  She scoffed.  “We’re either doing fully separate lives or we’re not.  I’ll let you choose which.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Luckily, Esmeralda was a quarter of the way to acquiring all of Wonderland for them.  Always pleasant news, when your mate was a success in her career.  True, it wasn’t much of an empire, but surely there was something lying around they could export or exploit.  And being called “Emperor” had a certain cachet.  Marrok wasn’t an emperor.  It could only benefit the entire Green Dragon line (which was presently only Trevelyan) if they ruled over a gigantic kingdom of cowering peasants, who made them lots of gold. It was decided. They would take over Wonderland.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch