Souls In Ruin Quotes

“Yshera,” he said, and there was a rawness, an honesty, in his voice I hadn’t heard before. “Taking on your pain is nothing compared to the pain I feel when you experience it.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“I’m not built for happiness,” I told him, the closest thing to truth I could offer. “Only for survival.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“You will not die today, yshera,” Death replied, low and dangerous. “The world is not prepared for what I would do if this,” his thumb pressed against my pulse point, “were to stop.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“If these chains were broken, if this wall between us was dust... I would show you the true meaning of divine intervention.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“I had been called many things in my life—bastard, abomination, living shame—but beautiful was rarely among them, and never in reference to the very feature that marked me as different.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“You told me that monsters were made. Shouldn’t you take responsibility for what you’ve created?”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“You won’t touch her, Kassimir.” Death’s voice cut through the stone, precise as a surgeon’s blade and twice as cold. “Not unless you want to know what eternity tastes like as I rip it through your throat.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“I was no longer certain which of us was predator, and which was prey.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“I seek what I have always sought,” he said, his voice dropping to a near whisper, forcing me to lean slightly forward to hear. “That which is mine by right.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“You play with fire, little queen,” he whispered, his voice deepening, acquiring an echo that hadn’t been there before. “You provoke a god.” “Good,” I breathed. “Burn me.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“And in the end,” he whispered, each word laced with quiet certainty, “you—your soul—will belong to me. I will make you mine.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“I believe, Mireille, that you deserve to be worshipped as thoroughly as you have been neglected.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“Your eyes,” he murmured, his voice softer than I had heard it yet. “They’re quite unusual.” I stiffened, bracing for the familiar disgust or suspicion that typically followed such observations. “Beautiful,” he added, his gaze never wavering. “Like moonlight captured in a storm.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“I would not break. I was Mireille of Vareth, bastard daughter of a king, wife to a monster. And somehow, I would find a way to turn this nightmare to my advantage. Even if it took an eternity.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“sadly.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“me.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“Did you think I wouldn’t remember?” I heard myself say. “Did you think I wouldn’t come for what is mine?”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“The fabric settled against my skin with unsettling intimacy, conforming to every curve and hollow of my body as if it had been painted on rather than draped. The neckline plunged deep between my breasts, while the back was cut almost to the base of my spine. The skirt clung to my hips before falling in a deceptively modest sweep to the floor, the material so thin that light passed through it when stretched across my skin, rendering it nearly transparent in places. It should have felt degrading. Perhaps it was a measure of how far I’d fallen that I felt nothing at all. I”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“Not the heavy brocades and velvets of Vareth, nor the stiff ceremonial silks of court functions. This material flowed like liquid, so fine it seemed almost alive.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“On the bed lay a gown, black as midnight, with a sheen that captured and distorted light like the surface of dark water.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“Belief doesn’t change truth,”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“You are nothing to me.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“You want me to hate you because hate would mean I care,” I said, the dam broken. “It would mean I’ve invested something of myself in you—my emotions, my energy. That I think of you beyond these sessions.” I offered a cold smile. “But I don’t. The moment you leave my cell, you cease to exist for me.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“How worthless was I, that even death rejected me?”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“The God of Blood and Conquest, Vharok,”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“I, Mireille of Vareth, take Valen of Nocthar as my king and husband. By blood, we are bound. By will, we are one. By oath, we are eternal.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“I, Valen of Nocthar, take Mireille of Vareth as my queen and consort. By blood, I claim her. By will, I bind her. By oath, I keep her.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“The veil, nearly translucent but dyed the same deep red as the gown, waited on a cushion of black velvet. Beside it lay jeweled combs to secure it, their metal worked into the shape of thorned roses.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“The veil, nearly translucent but dyed the same deep red as the gown,”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin

“The handmaiden began weaving my dark hair into an elaborate style, threading small garnets through the braids to match my gown. Each tug of my scalp was a sharp reminder of my powerlessness, each stone a drop of blood that would no longer be spilled.”
― Jacqueline White, Souls in Ruin