Cinda Williams Chima

If you want to be a writer, you must be in love with the process of writing, whether you achieve financial success…

— Cinda Williams Chima

“Pirates having a tea party? Not possible.”

— Cinda Williams Chima

Crow paced back and forth, his form flickering like flame. “It’s been a thousand years, Alister. I never intended for anyone to…

— Cinda Williams Chima

You didn't have to go to the fireworks with him. Or - or let him fondle you." "Fondle?" Raisa raised her eyebrows,…

— Cinda Williams Chima

“We'll have supper in a little while, but I believe we should eat dessert first.”

— Cinda Williams Chima

And it's not just a matter of you hurting me. I will hurt you too, even if I don't want to, I'm…

— Cinda Williams Chima

“If a lady should do this, Raisa wondered, should a man do the same? Is he required to?”

— Cinda Williams Chima

Hope is a dangerous thing, Raisa thought. Once kindled, it's hard to put out. It makes wise people into fools.

— Cinda Williams Chima

“Stupid. He was stupid. He was tired of being stupid.”

— Cinda Williams Chima

“He sat in the other chair, taking advantage of the opportunity to take another good look at her. Her fawn-colored hair was…

— Cinda Williams Chima

I've found it wise to enjoy any time of truce, while recognizing it for what it is. A truce.

— Cinda Williams Chima

Jason settled back on the bench. 'I hate to break this to you, but as a rule, wizards are nasty people. They're…

— Cinda Williams Chima

He swept Raisa up into his arms and kissed her like it was his first, last, and only

— Cinda Williams Chima

“The northern soldiers are just men,” Hal told the men in his command. “And women,” he amended. “When you cut them, they…

— Cinda Williams Chima

Well now, Jack," Hastings said from the sidelines. "I'm afraid you've been beheaded. Not a good start." He sounded amused.

— Cinda Williams Chima

Just tell me you don't love me, and I'll let the matter drop." "What?" "What I said. Just say, 'Rai, I don't…

— Cinda Williams Chima

I like rough edges. That's what makes a person real.

— Cinda Williams Chima

“How do I know you don’t have another amulet hidden on your person?” she said. Micah smiled faintly. “Have mercy, your highness,”…

— Cinda Williams Chima

She padded toward Han, barefoot, like a faerie startled out of a forest bower, bewitching mix of clan and flatland beauty.

— Cinda Williams Chima

They were like two pieces of a failed star, drawn together by a shared history and a memory of illicit kisses.

— Cinda Williams Chima

“You can't always pick where you fight, or who you fight...or even... how you fight. But do the picking...whenever you can.”

— Cinda Williams Chima

You do not respond to an attempt on your life with a slap on the hand. Or a joke.

— Cinda Williams Chima

Did the destruction of one dream leave a vacuum that required filling with another? Is a broken heart more vulnerable?

— Cinda Williams Chima

“Maybe the hardest lesson Han had learned was that nobody is purely bad or good. Everybody seemed to be a mixture of…

— Cinda Williams Chima

“His name was Theo.”

— Cinda Williams Chima