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Shadowchild! - Don't let her get in your head!
SCARAMOUCHE Rafael
All we want now is to find out what king, Christian or pagan, is at war and has a beautiful daughter;
I Choose You, Stephan
Reaper of enemies; strong of grip; One kind with his fathers.
Ser Jaime?" Even in soiled pink satin and torn lace, Brienne looked more like a man in a gown than a proper woman."I am grateful, but ... you were well away. Why come back?"
A dozen quips came to mind, each crueler than the one before, but Jaime only shrugged. "I dreamed of you," he said.
The Sibyl, with frenzied mouth uttering things not to be laughed at, unadorned and unperfumed, yet reaches to a thousand years with her voice by aid of the god.
Tess
DY-N-AMITE
Tim
We need a shroud. A shroud for the son of Hermes.
I love you, and you're the measure of my wrath.
Declan.
A comely female inhabiting the Mohammedan Paradise to make things cheery for the good Mussulman, whose belief in her existence marks a noble discontent with his earthly spouse, whom he denies a soul.
Angel, who found a flower blooming in hell and died for it ...
Gemellus, who had loved and worshiped her from afar, she who was in his arms now ...
Ally." Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. "Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out. The problem is, I can't tell what's real anymore, and what's made up.
Mordechai, I swear that if you screw up and kill me, I'm going to be pissed. If I end up a ghost, I'm gonna be kicking your ghost ass for eternity.
Sing, goddess, of Achilles' ruinous anger
Which brought ten thousand pains to the Achaeans,
And cast the souls of many stalwart heroes
To Hades, and their bodies to the dogs
And birds of prey.
My father's brother, but no more like my father
Than I to Hercules.
The hideous god of war.
Jaime Cortae. Thirteen. Brown hair. Brown eyes. Lover of peanut butter. Sometime angel, sometime mischief maker. Always Jaime.
Ayla should have been the son of my mate. Brun to Broud, Clan of the Cave Bear.
You love her. The half-breed daughter of the Summer lord.
Gabriel.
This has to be his fault, somehow. I'm going to track him down, pluck out his angel feathers, and stuff a pillow with them.
Fernand," cried he, "of my hundred names I need only tell you one, to overwhelm you! But you guess it now do you not? - or, rather, you remember it? For notwithstanding all my sorrows and my tortures, I show you today a face which the happiness of revenge makes young again..
Seid was the storm and the winds and the sea. I was his light beacon, keeping him away from the rocks. But he thought I had betrayed him.
Ariel, look at me.
Look at me.
Look at me.
He is a Shadowhunter," said Jocelyn. "His loyalty will be to Clave and Covenant."
"He's my friend," said Magnus coldly. "His loyalty is to me.
Rune, made Anita "doolally in
You're still ... Declan?"
Voice hoarse, he said, "Aye, it's me. I will never be your perfect Viking, Regin! I've made unforgivable mistakes. I've no family or friends, and my men hold no love for me. I'm scarred inside and out. And I'm bloody askin' for you anyway!
The most beautiful warrior, who has scar tissue designs coiled like railroad tracks over the rigorous architecture of his chest and shoulders and back.
Sing, Marie of Arras. Do not forget, Marie of Arras.
I promised them that if they got my son out, I would show this city how a desert girl dies. - Shira
Where is Alia?' she asked.
'Out doing what any good Fremen child should be doing in such times,' Paul said. 'She's killing enemy wounded ...
Watch over my brother, you bloody bastard, he's one of yours.
Tyrion praying to the Warrior
If you die before you say her name, ser, I will hunt you through all seven hells.
Prince Oberyn of Dorne.
Fearghus the Destroyer, first-born son to Queen Rhiannon and future Dragon King of the Southlands unless he could find another sucker to take such an oxen-shit job - Maybe I can talk Morfyd into being the next queen . . . no. She's not that stupid -
Alison Rosen IWHI! From the easter egg chapter.
Kiril. His name was but a whisper upon the wind, a sigh upon her lips.
Her gaze silently begged him while her hands continued their magic upon his aching cock. As if he could deny her
or himself
the pleasure that awaited.
Amaram and Sadeas. Two men in Kaladin's life who would, at some point, need to pay for the things they'd done.
Peaceful Warrior
commander like this one. Ser
I am fighting for a better world for myself and my son,' said the woman called Maryse.
'I have no interest in the world you want,' Magnus told her. 'Or in your doubtless repellant brat, I might add.
Whom man kills, him God restoreth to life.
Aelin had promised herself, months and months ago, that she would not pretend to be anything but what she was. She had crawled through darkness and blood and despair-she had survived.
Magnus Bane. The Ultimate Traitor.
Not my favorite nickname. I prefer, "Our Lord and Master" or maybe "Unambiguously the Hottest.
Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter! Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.
Alas, not me, lord!" she said. "Shadow lies on me still. Look not to me for healing! I am a shieldmaiden and my hand is ungentle.
If you wish to serve me, as you have bloodsworn yourself to do, you must do so with honor. And that does not include introducing yourself by name to people like my mother in order to terrify them into submission."
"Kem'falla - " Gaelen protested.
"Don't bother to deny it," she snapped.
The identity badge pinned to Sandrine's white tunic says "Speech Therapist," but it should read "Guardian Angel.
he's a merciless soldier, the heir to a bloody throne.
Stephan was secretive and a liar, but he was a very gentle and expert lover. She was the petted, cherished child, the desired mistress, the worshipped, perfumed goddess. She was all these things to Stephan - or so he made her believe.
Surly. I eyed him, biting my tongue, wanting to tell him to back the hell up and go talk to
The Thorn of Istra, her mind supplied. That's the Thorn of Istra.
Lots. He's killed lots and lots and lots.
Bruno, my old faithful. I haven't sufficiently described him. Is it enough to say he is indescribable? No. Better to try and fail than not to try at all.
My name is Celaena Sardothien, and I will not be afraid.
You have to know me, to know : me, better!
Even better
Petra
Donneven, Bettaquit and Mmmhmmmm
Earthshaker, Stormbreaker, Father of Horses. Hail, Perseus Jackson, Son of the Sea God
Whatever campaign Uriel is running against Raffe, it's getting a major boost in the polls. Raffe and I are like a demonic campaign poster on legs. I worry about what will happen to him, how he'll
He will always be my Sir Galahad.
He may be King Redrought Strong-in-the-Arm Lindenshield, Bear of the North, Defender of the Realm, Descendent of Thor, but to Thirrin he was just Dad, a man with a fondness for cats, a taste for comfy slippers and a huge laugh that could dent pewter at fifty paces.
What are you going to do, Layla?
Ah, Querida, an angel of mercy you are not." The
Ser Barristan Selmy raised his pale blue from the table and said, 'Your Grace, ther is honor in facing an enemy on the battlefield, but none in killing him in his mother's womb. Forgive me, but I must stannd with Lord Eddard.
That cocky smile widened. "Hello, bitch," Ansel purred.
"Hello, traitor," Aelin purred right back... "Meet Ansel of Briarcliff, assassin and Queen of the Western Wastes.
Aral the Jack, formerly the noble Aral Kingslayer, is the best kind of hero.
Magnus's eyes went back to Alec. They were gold-green, as unreadable as the eyes of the cat he held on his lap. "Not my favorite topic, Smedley."
"Simon", said Simon. "If I'm going to die for you all, the least you could do is remember my name.
Metaraon, with his unmerciful stare,
Sefi, what do you think? SheSefi-- Pierce Brown
Is that you?" came Shurq's voice from the darkness within.
"Why yes," Bugg said, "it is."
"Liar. You're not you, you're Bugg. Where's Tehol? I need to talk to Tehol.
She was born of space.
And starlight.
But she bled wrath.
And vengeance.."
[From Current Work In Progress]
This is the one who betrays Forerunners, their own greatest monster. We know this one. Remember?
You see, someone in this kingdom has a very dangerous enemy, and I need to know who it is." "Who? This someone or the enemy?" asked the general. "Oh, I know who the enemy is," Rezkin replied. "Then, who is the enemy?" Marcum asked. "Me," Rezkin stated.
I beg you both, take heart.'(Varys)
'Whose?' asked Tyrion sourly. He could think of several tempting choices.
Goddess of song, teach me the story
of a hero.
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius. And I am the Queen of Terrasen.
All heroes are shadows of Christ
She is the widow of a Dothraki khal, a mother of dragons and sacker of cities, Aegon the Conqueror with teats.
She has assisted at more than one Birth, has endur'd a hard-drinking and quarrelsome troop of Men-Folk, - who is this unfamily'd man in a Frock to call her child?
In case you don't recognize me, I happen to be good friends with Princess Selene. I'm willing to guess you've heard of-"
"Apprehend her."
"I guess you have.
Uhtred of Steapa - He might be dumb as a parsnip but he knows how to fight.
Celaena Sardothien, arrogant and brave and skilled, Celaena who did not know fear or despair, Celaena who was a weapon hones by Death.
Let them storm on. In fury let them rage!
Firm is this castle, and beneath its ruins
I will be buried ere I yield to them.
- Johanna, answer me! only be mine,
And I will shield thee 'gainst a world in arms.
The star waits for the boy, for the man. See the name, read the name, say the name and its ice burns through the fire. One for the seer, two for the siren, three for the soldier. Dare the storm, children of the gods, and take them home." Sasha
My name is Asher Lev ... I am a traitor, an apostate, a self-hater, an inflicter of shame upon my family, my friends, my people; also, I am a mocker of ideas sacred to Christians, a blasphemous manipulator of modes and forms revered by Gentiles for two thousand years.
I am a Bedouin warrior who brought glory to Libya and will die a martyr.
Parabatai" said Jace. "It means a pair of warriors who fight together - who are closer than brothers. Alec is more than justmy best friend.
Her father lov'd me; oft invited me;
Still question'd me the story of my life,
From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes,
That I have pass'd.
Courage, Alexander.....
Courage, Tatiana
Roan, near the standard-bearer. And that's his brother beside
Marrer of Middle-earth, would that I might see you face to face, and mar you as my lord Fingolfin did!
I will not hang back here in Alicante while Magnus is in danger. Go without me, and you disrespect our parabatai oaths, you disrespect me as a shadowhunter, and you disrespect the fact that this is my battle too.
Ronan Lynch, keeper of secrets, fighter of men, devil of a boy,
For I am the daughter of Elrond. I shall not go with him when he departs to the Havens: for mine is the choice of Luthien, and as she so have I chosen, both the sweet and the bitter.
This is who I am.
A fighter.
A guardian.
Stronger than the Stormers.
Stronger than Vane.
Beyond all emotion.
I don't give in to fear or pity or love. I'm the one in control.
Shadow is on the move," a soldier said suddenly ...
"We spotted her in the West atrium, then she vanished into the unfinished apartments. Scared the shit out of Dr. Marea on four, then ended up in the kitchen ogling a cheesecake.
His name is Legion. He is the king of nowhere.
Rosabelle - answer - tell - pray, answer - look - tell - answer, answer - tell.
Saint Cath, please guide my eyes, she prays, and keep my hands from stealing. She has to pray her prayer, or things from good people end up in her pack, and she hates that about herself.
MaleKith! I'm Loki of Jotunheim!
she suddenly stood straighter. "He has dismissed me as his Companion, abandoned me just as he did all the other women who loyally served his father as Companions. It is not a shameful distinction. That he has done so speaks of who he is, not what I am."
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