Queen of Roses Quotes

“She’s purring,” I exclaimed in delight.
“Stop taming the battlecat,” Draven said, looking slightly annoyed. “She’s a killing machine. Not a house pet.”
“Says the man who snuggled beside her all night,” I retorted.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“He moved his lips to my ears. "I would burn for you, Morgan. You've set me aflame..."
"Then let the flames consume us," I whispered back.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“She was everything beautiful, everything good. She was all I knew of that mystical emotion called love.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“A steel sword could never become silk.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“His mouth was on mine, claiming me, possessing me. And I? I was desperate to be claimed.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“A tavern was one of the last places I enjoyed being. Give me a quiet library or bookshop any day instead.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“It was Draven. He’d come up behind me. I jumped for a second time that morning, unable to help myself, then glared up at him. “How did you even do that?”
“I have the ears of an exmoor and the tread of a fenrir,” he said with a smirk.
“I’d say comparing yourself to wild animals was fitting, except the exmoor seems highly intelligent,” I muttered.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“... her eyes closed in deep contemplation as if she were listening to the winds of fate themselves.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“Stop. Is that his fucking name?” Draven’s voice was icy. “Is that his fucking name on you?”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I let my eyelids fall closed. In my mind, Draven’s voice rang out over and over, shouting my name. His voice was more powerful than the sea. More primordial than the stars. My name was on his lips as he promised unspeakable darkness to any who came between us.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“We ride hard each day,” Draven barked. “We don’t dawdle or take breaks. We don’t stop to sightsee.”
“I’d never dream of asking you to sightsee,” Vesper said with an impressively straight face. “A man like you? Never.”
“Fine,” Drave said darkly. “Since you won’t leave when asked and as my only other option is to kill you, which I know she won’t like…”
“Your sister?”
“My companion,” Draven growled. “Since my companion would evidently prefer I didn’t kill you.”
“That would be very nice,” I said, as calmly as I could, my heart beating fast. “Especially when he’s so talented with breakfast.”
Were they really going to come to blows? I imagined exaggerating the story when I retold it to Galahad and saying two half-naked griddle-cake-scented, dazzlingly handsome men had been fighting over me.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I had read my history books. The Pendragon line was not full of models of virtue. The queens and kings of old had been wrathful and cruel. Their good qualities had mixed with their bad until there was little distinction between what made a good ruler and a bad one. When I was younger, I had hoped Arthur would steady out as he matured, with careful guidance and instruction. But he had chosen the worst possible counselors. Ones who honed and encouraged his vices rather than his virtues.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“All of life is a fight. There’s no point in avoiding it.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“He was the air I breathed. I could not live without him.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I'm sorry, did I distract you that time? Was it my hair? Or my rare female strength? I suppose both can be disarming when you’re not used to them.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I felt a rush of fiery rage and a longing I had never felt before. I felt the fury of a small child who sees the injustice of the world and wants to reach out and stop it any way they can.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I imagined exaggerating the story when I retold it to Galahad and saying two half-naked griddle-cake-scented, dazzlingly handsome men had been fighting over me.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“His lips were sweet. Like rich honeyed-wine. Like the tang of wild berries. Like nothing I'd ever tasted before.
His mouth was gentle but persistent, coaxing my lips apart as his tongue swept inside me, tasting, exploring.
I moaned against his lips. My body was on fire. I gripped his shoulders as we kissed and felt his hands move to my hips, encircling my waist and pulling me closer against him until there was no space between us left.
The heat of his body against mine was a tantalizing lure. The kiss promised endless possibilities that made me dizzy to envision. I wanted to fall to the forest floor and pull him down with me.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“The flames flickered, casting dancing shadows along the wall, as the lute player jumped lightly down to the floor.
He was an otherworldly vision. His hair a wild tangle of amber curls, his eyes a rich, liquid gold that sparkled like a fine ale. He was dressed for battle, clad in a coat of mail, silver links glistening overtop a thick, forest-green tunic. A quiver of red-tipped arrows hung at his back and he held a bow loosely in one hand. Rows of small knives were strapped across his chest. His sleeves had been rolled up to reveal strong forearms and sun-kissed skin. Snug trousers made of a sturdy green fabric emphasized the length of his lean legs, and were tucked into tall, black leather boots that came up to his knees.
As he crossed the room towards us he moved with a lithe, feline grace I had only seen before in one other man.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I could smell the familiar sticky scent of blood.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“You could tell a great deal by what a monarchy chose to remember about its own history–and even more by what it chose to forget.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I was only five-years-old. Yet I knew she was dead.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I felt the fury of a small child who sees the injustice of the world and wants to reach out and stop it any way they can.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I was happy,” my mother murmured. “I have been happy. You saved me from much worse. Even now, I do not regret it.” To this day, I do not know if he heard the words she whispered.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I loved her. I feared him. But both were my family.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I hated him at first. Perhaps a part of me still did. But one thing was certain... He was the air I breathed. I could not live without him.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I knew I was walking into danger. Not the sort that carried a crossbow or a sword. No, this was another kind entirely. One which might set me aflame rather than the other way around.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I spotted dark kohl around her eyes and there was a splash of red on her wide mouth. She looked rakish, glamorous, and completely and utterly dashing.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“My future had been set for me before I was old enough to question it.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“Then, before I could even turn around, strong hands grasped my waist, lifting me up and into the saddle.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses