Malum Discordiae Quotes

“Were you saying something?” “Fuck you,” I snapped a moment before he thrust in again. “No, baby. Fuck you.”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae

“How many Necromancers are out there?” “I don’t know,” he replied with a frown. “It’s not like we have a club. Although, I am surprised no one has started a support group by now.”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae

“I didn’t mean it.” “You mean your dick didn’t mean it. Your brain certainly did.” “My brain is confused. All I know is that you are all I can think about these days. You’re driving me crazy, Cash. It’s like nothing in the world makes sense until you come around, then everything feels… right.” I shook my head, trying to tune him and all of his nonsense out. “Even more reason for you to leave. This is getting out of hand.”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae

“let all four books fall to the floor and stepped over the pile, closing the distance between us. “Do you always have to be such a hard ass?” “Do you always have to be such a pain in the ass?” “Only if you want me to, baby.”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae

“Fabric shifted and there was a slight breeze as Graeme sat next to me, outside the circle. “What am I supposed to do?” he asked quietly. “Try shutting up?” “Fuck off. I’m trying to help.” “You can help by shutting up.” “Oh my God. Could you be any more of a dick?” Ignoring him, I inhaled another bout of smoke.”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae

“The command made him smirk and shove more weight against me. “Make me.” “You’re such a child.” Ironic, considering he was at least a year older than me. Gritting my teeth, power prickled as it surged through my hands.”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae

“Yeah, but who would do that?” The horror was back in his tone. When I spun abruptly, it was on his face, too, mixed with confusion. “Oh my God. Do you know anything about Necromancy beyond the scary stories you good little witches tell each other at sleepovers?” “I know all I need to know about Necromancy,” he spat back. Eyes narrowed, I took a step forward, praying he did something stupid. “This ought to be good. Lay it on me, genius.” “You people are the reason the witchcraft trials even started!” he said with a snarl. “If you weren’t so obsessed with demonic magic, none of this would have happened and we wouldn’t have to hide who we are! But no. Power-hungry Necromancers couldn’t leave well enough alone!” “I am so fucking sick of you looking down your nose at us! You’re no better than the magistrates who signed the fucking death warrants! Better to kill what scares you, rather than try to understand it, right? You people hate what you fear and it’s pathetic!”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae

“A faint buzzing hummed through my chest as I jogged up the steps of Dane Hall. I stole a glance at the gray sky overhead, but it didn’t feel atmospheric. I didn’t know what the hell it felt like… The only thing I could liken it to was when you stuck a nine-volt battery on your tongue as a kid. It didn’t hurt, but there was definitely a tingle.”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae

“One measly day to figure out how our next interaction was going to go down. One day to see if he’d cursed me somehow by licking my blood like a fucking psycho. And one day to come up with some sort of plan.”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae

“I reached up and swiped my thumb along the gash on his cheekbone, collecting the beads of blood. Before he realized what I was doing, before I even had time to think of the ramifications, I lifted it to my mouth and sucked the blood off the pad of my thumb. His lips parted, his eyes widening. Surprisingly, he was speechless.”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae

“Well, I’m glad you’re back, man. Try not to do anything freaky, though, ok? Dad comes home tomorrow and blood is really fucking hard to get out of the carpet.” “I told you, you have to get it while it’s fresh. Otherwise, let it dry and then use a brush to break up the particles.” I pantomimed scrubbing and gave him a warm smile, knowing it was completely at odds with the subject matter.”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae

“In this new, confusing world, I didn't need oxygen anymore as long as I had Cassius. I took him, greedily, and I'd keep taking him as long as he let me”
― Ashlyn Drewek, Malum Discordiae