Maria V. Snyder Quotes About Eyes

Quotes about: Eyes

• There's always another storm. It's the way the world works. Snowstorms, rainstorms, windstorms, sandstorms, and firestorms. Some are fierce and others are small. You have to deal with each one separately, but you need to keep an eye on whats brewing for tomorrow.

  Maria V. Snyder

  Eye, Storm, Needs

  "Fire Study (The Chronicles of Ixia, Book 3)". Book by Maria V. Snyder, February 1, 2013.

• He made a weak attempt to look innocent, but I knew better. "Should I guess how many concealed weapons you have or should I strip search you?" "A strip search is the only way to be absolutely certain." Valek's deep blue eyes danced with delight.

  Maria V. Snyder

  Eye, Blue, Looks

  Maria V. Snyder (2008). “The Study Series Bundle: Poison Study\Assassin Study\Magic Study\Fire Study”, MIRA

• I am a Stormdancer! Mere metal is nothing compared with the power of a storm." Kade made his voice boom and spread his arms wide. His eyes sparked with humor. "I. Am. Invincible." "Until a happy wind blows," I said. "Curse those sunny days." "The bane of your existence." "The scourge of society." "The downfall of decency." "And boring, too. Nothing like a good gale to put a spring in your step." Kade grinned.

  Maria V. Snyder

  Spring, Eye, Blow

  Maria V. Snyder (2013). “Storm Glass”, p.83, Harlequin

• I understood that Valek’s loyalty to the Commander was without question. His blue eyes held a fierce determination and I knew in my soul that Valek would take his own life after he had taken mine.

  Maria V. Snyder

  Loyalty, Determination, Taken

  Maria V. Snyder (2012). “Poison Study”, p.262, Harlequin

• I want you to have this.” He extended his hand. On his palm sat the beautiful butterfly he had carved. Silver spots on the wings glinted in the sunlight, and a silver chain hung from a small hole drilled into its body. Valek looped the necklace around my neck. “When I carved this statue, I was thinking about you. Delicate in appearance, but with a strength unnoticed at first glance.” His eyes met mine.

  Maria V. Snyder

  Beautiful, Butterfly, Eye

  Maria V. Snyder (2008). “The Study Series Bundle: Poison Study\Assassin Study\Magic Study\Fire Study”, p.336, MIRA

• Before Kiki and I headed toward the Keep, I thanked my friends. “For what? We didn’t do anything,” Janco grumbled. “For caring enough to follow my guards. And the next time, I might need the help.” “There better not be a next time,” Ari said, giving me a stern look. “How touching,” Janco said, pretending to wipe his eyes. “Get going, Yelena. I don’t want you to see me cry.” He faked a sniffle. “I’m sure your ego can handle it,” I said. “Or will you need to beat up some trainees to feel like a man again?” “Very funny,” he said.

  Maria V. Snyder

  Eye, Caring, Men

  Maria V. Snyder (2012). “Magic Study”, p.221, Harlequin

• [Janco] paused. His eyes held a distant gleam as if seeing into his past. 'My first practice was a shock. I was a cocky smart aleck--' [Opal] 'Was?' [J] 'Be quiet. I'm telling a story here.

  Maria V. Snyder

  Smart, Cocky, Eye

• I stepped closer to him and lowered my voice. 'If you could change one thing, what would it be?' He pulled the sheep pendant from his pocket. A question filled his eyes. I held out my hand. Riley placed it in my palm and I curled my finger around the necklace, pressing the metal into my skin.

  Maria V. Snyder

  Eye, Sheep, Hands

  Maria V. Snyder (2012). “Inside: Inside Out\Outside In”, p.499, Harlequin

• I found Esau’s field guide at the bottom of my pack. Taking a candle into the bedroom, I read his book until my eyes grew heavy. From his vast notes, it seemed that almost every plant and tree in the jungle had a reason for existing. I caught myself wishing there was a page in his guide that had my picture on it with the reason for my existence written underneath in Esau’s neat hand.

  Maria V. Snyder

  Book, Eye, Hands

• “Run,” he whispered. “Run.” “No, Rand,” I said, brushing the dirt from his face. “I’m tired of running.” “Forgive me, please.” He clutched my hand as his eyes beseeched me through tears of pain. “You’re forgiven.” He sighed once, then stopped breathing. The shine in his brown eyes dulled. I pulled his hood over his head.

  Maria V. Snyder

  Running, Pain, Tired

  "Poison Study". Book by Maria V. Snyder, October 2005.

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