I was very afraid to write a novel - it was a dream for a very long time, and it was one… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
What are you going to do? What do you want to do?” she prompted. “I’m going to go try to help Niall.… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
When I told you I wanted to try, I spoke the truth. When I turned away, it was for my former court,… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
She was afraid, but she couldn't just sit around waiting for someone to save her. She had to try to save herself,… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
You're an idiot," she whispered tearfully. Finally, he opened his eyes and stared up at her; by then, she had moved on… — 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
