Blessed Monsters Quotes

“Anything broken could be fixed, he had to believe that. If only for his own sake.”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“You are a creature of darkness and chaos and starlight”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“Are you a boy or a monster or a god?”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“One last fight, my love. Together, this time.” she whispered.”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“Lie to me,” she whispered. “Do what you do best.”
His expression was difficult to read. “We’re going to live,” he said finally, his voice hoarse. “We’re going to live and put a stop this and convince our damned countries to end this war. I’m going to leave the Vultures and take you somewhere far away and you can be just Nadezhda, the nightmare girl who stole my heart. We’re going to be happy, finally.”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“And you’ll go back to Tranavia and retake your throne, execute the ones who wronged you, and spend the rest of your life on the cusp of godhood and trying to crack open the mysteries of the universe?”
“Dramatic. I would like to take a nap as well.”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“But she hadn’t been serving herself, she’d been thinking of Malachiasz. Of the boy from Tranavia with blood on his hands, who loved art and magic, who was so much more than anyone knew.”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“Well, we're children."
"You're twenty years old."
"Details.”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“I can’t have the weight of the entire world on my shoulders,” Nadya whispered.
“You should have considered that before you shattered it,” Ostyia pointed out.”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“What the hell, Serefin?" Nadya cried when they were gone.
"I don't know how to put it more elegantly than he'd eat you, Nadya."
There was a beat of silence.
"What?"
"Oh, so we're not talking like in a fun--"
"Zaneta, thank you for your contribution, but I'm going to have to ask you to not.”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“Once upon a time, Svoyatovi Igor slew a dragon with three heads and stole its scales to make armor that could not be broken by spear or sword.

Delizvik dela Svoyatova Kataryn threaded the stars through her hair and danced in the woods and kissed a god.

Delizvik dela.

Once upon a time, magic was a thing nestled under the roots of tress and it the sky and it could be taken so easily as whispering a prayer.

How did he know this?
He shouldn’t know this.

Nadya leaning her head against his shoulder and reading fanciful stories of the saints aloud to keep the darkness of the forest at bay. Her voice gentle and rhythmic, the ice in it melted in the warmth of the fire. Somehow, the stories had remained.

One upon a time, there was a boy who had helped break magic free from its prison. But with it, entropy had escaped. And one would devour the other until only darkness was left.

The end.”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“What the ”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“Did he think Serefin wanted the girl who had betrayed him? Who did he think he was, Nadya?”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters