You are my heart, my life, my entire existence.
You will always be a monster - there is no turning back from it. But what kind of monster you become is entirely up to you.
My fall began, as many stories do, with a girl.
I get up, get coffee, and go into my home office. I check email and Twitter before I start work, but I have to try not to get too distracted.
I don't believe in fate," he said carefully, "but... I do believe everything happens for a reason. That there is some plan, some meaning to this darkness we live in.
Do not lose your heart to a faery prince. It never ends well.
A little warning would’ve been nice. You couldn’t have said, ‘Hey, as part of your training today, I’m going to beat you senseless’?
And I swear, if there is a way for us to be together, I will find it. No matter how long it takes. If I have to chase your soul to the ends of eternity, I won't stop until I find you, I promise.
As cities grow and technology takes over the world, belief and imagination fade away, and so do we.
It's not the physical scars that are the most painful.
My, aren't we bossy today. Give a girl an army and it goes straight to her head.
I worked at a Books-a-Million in Louisville for several years.
I guess the sacrifice of my dignity is the only thing that will save us now. The things I endure for love. The Fates laugh at my torment.
I was Ashallayn'darkmyr Tallyn, son of Mab, former prince of the Unseelie Court, and I was not afraid of a witch on a broom.
Touch her, and I'll freeze your testicles off and put them in a jar. Understand?
I wished that, for once, faery tales – real faery tales, not Disney fairy tales – would have a happy ending.
How easy it is to forget grudges when someone has something you need.
You don't dwell on what you've lost, you just move on.
Jealousy isn't something we deal with well, but some of us have been around long enough to know when to let go, and what is most important. The happiness of my two best friends should be more important than some ancient feud.
Oh, we're playing nice now? Shall we have tea first? Brew up a nice pot of kiss-my-ass?
I like all my characters in one way or another, or at least I understand them.
Robin Goodfellow, for all his pranks and mischief, was the sweetest, most noble person I'd ever known, and I'd missed him terribly.
I know what it’s like to miss someone. To feel like you’re just…wandering around, lost.
Who knows what goes on in the mind of a cat?
The mighty hunter," I quipped as we snuck out the backdoor, escaping into the yard. "He can take down vicious rabids and rampaging boars, but one old lady can make him flee in terror.""One scary old lady," he corrected me, looking relieved to be out of the house. "You didn't hear what she told me when I got up - you're so cute I could put you in a pie. Tell me that's not the creepiest thing you've ever heard." His voice climbed a few octaves, turning shrill and breathy. "Today for dessert, we have apple pie, blueberry pie and Ezekiel pie.
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