“I think you enjoy messing with people." "That's a purely hypothetical supposition on your part," the bastard says.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“Briar Rose awakens to grace us with her gentle presence once more." "Shut up," says Vol. "Your thorns are showing.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“Vol picks up the cup of tea in both hands and takes a long sip. Mm, grass-clippings. Her favourite.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“It symbolises strength." Bastien snorts. "It certainly doesn't provide any.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“ I am not going to think about the things I am not going to think about. ” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“Why do you fight me?" His voice is soft again, as textured as velvet. "Can't you see I'm doing everything I can… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“Does your family play games, too?" She tries to sound off-hand. "No. Just me - and my brother." Which means her parents… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“ They stare at her, not seeing the woman she is or the girl she was none too long ago, but a… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“I'm not asking you to come-" "Thanks." Vol studies herself in the cracked mirror and secures the braid with the tie. "I'm… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“Do you ever get tired of being such a witch?" Vol asks, holding open the door. "Oh, no. Never." She smiles. "You… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“What's happening to me?" she whispers to the quilt. "I'm losing my mind." Though that implies that I had one to begin… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“If she sees him again, she isn't sure what she might do. Only that it will include grievous bodily harm and possible… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“I though I made it clear that harming you isn't high on my list of priorities." He shifts her in his hold… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“All right," she snaps at the computer. "I get it. I'm slowing down! Gods!" "Activating Generic Ocular Display Sequence. G.O.D.S." The front… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“Come here. Then we'll talk." That sounds like a bad idea to her. "I can hear you fine right here." "Is it… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“I remember something." "Yes?" "You told me once that you were going to break my heart." He rolls over to face her.… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“You're going to the ball?" "Aren't you? I was led to believe we had no choice in the matter." Vol cracks a… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, there was a naïve and innocent girl who thought she could tame the beast and live happily ever after. But… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“When we mated I felt your heart stop beating and it was as if the world had stopped turning. It was only while surrounded… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“He was everything your mother warned you about when she told you not to walk alone in the dark.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“They said the shape-shifters fucked with the enthusiasm of animals—if they didn't devour you with the enthusiasm of one first.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“No. I made that choice. I let all that anger and pain get twisted up in my thoughts for you.” He leaned in. “It… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“We both want you dead. I'm bringing the friendship bracelets to the next meeting.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“She has built her whole life on the foundation of beauty: each chiseled plane, each sloping dimple, each soft curve as crucial as keystones… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“Does your family play games, too?" She tries to sound off-hand. "No. Just me - and my brother." Which means her parents are in… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“I feel I could kill. I feel that I might like it. And I know that this should scare me. But it doesn't. It… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“If people are meant to live, they'll live. If not, more room for the rest of us.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“You were a well-respected agent, Michael, a rags-to-riches fairytale ending. Until you became disgraced. Now it appears your own organization wishes to be rid… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“If a woman defined herself solely by the man she was with—and vice versa—the world would be a very shallow and insipid place, indeed.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“Everyone needs to escape sometimes, and retreating into somebody else's fantasy isn't nearly as satisfying as slipping into your own.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“But fairytales were, at best, dirty mirrors whose warped and pitted surfaces reflected a highly distorted view of the truth, quite different from reality.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
