I've read Reverend Kirk, in fact. My uncle's library has quite a few books of your people. I have read Mr. Lang's… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
You are the single most amazing person, faery, woman in this world or the other. Because of you, I am a part… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
By every mortal standard, the worst faeries in the world were those in the Dark Court. They fed on the baser emotions;… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Creative vision creates art" - he motioned around the gallery - "that shows the rest of the world a new angle. That's… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
The world is too fascinating to limit yourself to one path or one sort of people. — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Images cluttered the pages, but one tattoo set her nerves on edge; inky black eyes surrounded by wings likes shadows coalescing. Mine.… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Just be you-strong and honest. The rest falls into place if you do that. It always has. It always will. Remember that.… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Do you ever wonder if what you look at is the same thing everyone else is seeing?' He went even stiller 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
Pride goeth before the fall....but you've already fallen, haven't you? — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
