You are my queen. I’ve spent nine centuries seeking the mortal who would free this court, who would save my best friend’s… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
I was the girl in the black leather jacket with the black fingernails, picked up after school by guys with loud cars… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
“It's okay. You're going to save me, Miss Maylene." The girl gave her a genuine look of happiness. "I know it. I… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Leslie?" Irial whispered. "What are you doing?" "Choosing." Tears were soaking the blanket under Leslie's face. "I'm mine. Not anyone else's." "I'm… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Westerns were all daddy liked to watch. Give me some Clint Eastwood, some Charles Bronson, and I was a happy girl. It… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Maybe the girl would get strong enough to withstand an ink exchange with one of the chosen faeries. If not, he could… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Once upon a time there was a girl." "Not a princess?!" "No, definitely not! She was too smart to be a princess.… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
With a strange half-mocking tone, Aislinn said, "It's not just guys like those today. Even the pretty ones can be awful. Don't… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
“The girl's arms jutted out at awkward angles, not quite hands on the hips belligerent but not relaxed either, as if they… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Donia asked incredulously. “What were you doing?” “The day had just begun, and we were dancing,” Aislinn said. “Dancing?” Donia looked at… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Mortals are such fragile things. Just tender feelings walking around exposed in their delicate shells...Easy to crush. — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
How was I to know? ... You didn't say anything.""I said lots of things," he corrected gently. "You just didn't hear them. — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
She turned so they were face-to-face and gave him back the words he'd offered her their first night together: "I survived. Isn't that what… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
As a lifelong romance reader, it's always satisfying to get to talk to other romance readers! — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
“You are my king. You could command me to stop seeing her." Niall turned his gaze to Irial. "What would you do?" "Blind myself,… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
“It was her choice. In a world where so many choices weren't hers, it was a wonderful thing.” — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Seth gave her that: a private space to believe in the illusion of normalcy. — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
“One hundred eighty days, Aislinn. Seth's been gone for one hundred eighty days, and I've watched you try to pretend it doesn't hurt for… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
