She stepped closer to one of the statues. It looked wide-eyed, almost afraid as she reached out her hand. One of the… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Hold me? If you still want to, I mean." She looked away. "Everyday"--then he was there, lifting her into his arms, holding… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
I still dream that it was you. No matter how many times I've looked, in my dreams it's always been you who… — 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
Seth: "You're what matters" Ash: "Hold me? If you still want to, I mean." Seth: "Every day, I want to hold you… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
If you were my queen, truly my queen, our court would be stronger still. If you were mine , without mortal distractions,… — 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
Pride goeth before the fall....but you've already fallen, haven't you? — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
