“She sighed. “I can’t help it. I worry for you when you lead these patrols. I don’t sleep until you return." His… — Grace Draven Dreams Copy Share Image
“I'd challenge gods and queens to make you mine, Ballard. Conquer a kingdom or two if necessary.” — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“Ildiko might not reciprocate the feeling, but Brishen considered himself fortunate to have such a wife.” — Grace Draven Marriage Copy Share Image
“I will stand beside you through all of this,' she said when she could finally speak. “And welcome you home with gladness… — Grace Draven Home Copy Share Image
“He loved her to the point of madness, to obsession and even sacrifice. He wasn't Berdikhan, and he wouldn't make her Zafira.… — Grace Draven Love Copy Share Image
“He snagged two more pieces of wood from her load for good measure. "Martise, bearing children is woman's work. Gurn and I… — Grace Draven Children Copy Share Image
“What kind of piss is this?" he said when he caught a breath. Louvaen frowned. "Probably something he made with the venom… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“Come in, Martise." Silhara's voice was almost sibilant in the darkness as he tagged on her hand. "There are no soul eaters… — Grace Draven Fantasy Copy Share Image
“I wish merely to understand my husband’s sacrifice. He will live among his own people. I cannot bear him children, but the… — Grace Draven Marriage Copy Share Image
“There’s more.” “Of course there is,” Brishen said flatly. It had started badly; it turned worse and hinted at becoming ruinous.” — Grace Draven Bad news Copy Share Image
“You find me ugly, don’t you?” Brishen had faced abominations on the battlefield without flinching, leapt into the thick of the fighting… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“Wouldn’t it have been better to conserve your strength and rest?” Ildiko mused after a moment. “I’ll sleep long and hard when… — Grace Draven Celebrate Copy Share Image
“Martise, lower your knife. There are more than a few people eager to carve out my heart. You'll have to take your… — Grace Draven Grace-draven Copy Share Image
“A companion," he whispered against her mouth. "A lover." He nibbled at her bottom lip, and his hand slid from her nape… — Grace Draven Beloved wife Copy Share Image
“I'm not laughing, and I'm not running. I wont lie either. You're a chilling sight to behold. I've had nightmares of monsters… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“You have done an unwise thing, Martise of Asher,” he said softly. “You’ve caught my interest.” — Grace Draven Asher Copy Share Image
“She was as different from her dazzling sister as night was to day. Ballard found it difficult to look at the younger… — Grace Draven Time Copy Share Image
“I don't need you on your back for anything Martise, unless you want to go star-gazing with me.” — Grace Draven Grace-draven Copy Share Image
“What if he rejected her? Did she gather the tatters of her dignity around her and walk away? She frowned. He better… — Grace Draven Respect Copy Share Image
“The void is vast, like the sea at night and no land in sight. I’ll be the beacon, Brishen.” — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“I don't know. There's something about you." She spread her hands in a puzzled gesture. "Captivating yet forbidden. I feel as if… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“Will you be that for me, Ildiko,” he said. “That beacon in the void?” — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“I’ve always been under the assumption that death is a one-time, encompassing event.” “Why would you ever think that?” — Grace Draven Assumption Copy Share Image
