Fae Quote by Mary Morgan Download Open image ““Conn MacRoich, you’re a miracle worker. Or blessed by the Fae.”” — Mary Morgan ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Fae Fantasy-romance Miracle worker Miracles
“It wasn't a miracle. Bestowed by God. It was a mercy. Offered by a human.” — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“...to be aware of the miracle entailed in every moment of living...” — Paul Brunton Copy Share Image
“Isn’t it incredible, I think to myself, how what we name miracle may just be a measure of what we cannot easily reach.” — Jeanette LeBlanc Copy Share Image
“Did ye not mention a game last week?” “Aye, but my duties have kept me away.” Alastair choked on his mead. “Ye have none.” — Mary Morgan Copy Share Image
“Ailsa had made up her mind that the man she would marry must steal the breath from her lungs, make her skin tingle with… — Mary Morgan Copy Share Image
“One kiss,” he murmured against her cheek. The tight knot within him begged for release. She swallowed. “I…do… don’t know.” “I will nae beg… — Mary Morgan Copy Share Image
“Prologue When the ancient bards wove the tale of the great O’Quinlan clan in Navan, Eire, they foretold of destinies that would forever change the lives of these noble warriors. One might deem that it all began with the eldest male, yet, the story began with the youngest – a daughter. To protect Fiona O’Quinlan from the enemy of their… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“Have nae fear. I am not a knight, nor do I seek to rescue any damsels.” — Mary Morgan Copy Share Image
“Once every hundred years, two souls are brought together through the veil of time. They are deemed the chosen ones by the Fae. Through their acts of kindness, generosity, and love to others, they often neglect to find their one true love. Their devotion to aiding others blinds them to their own happiness, leaving them alone. Time is fleeting and… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“Her body swayed to a different rhythm. One as old as time. She didn’t care if they’d only met. All she could think of… — Mary Morgan Copy Share Image
“I will take you here upon the land – in the light. The grass will be your bed and the flowers your pillow. Your… — Mary Morgan Copy Share Image
“Let me show ye how a kiss can burn the blood in your body. And how a touch can send tremors coursing through your… — Mary Morgan Copy Share Image
“Perhaps Nesta will take up the blood-drinking habit, too. I certainly believe her threat to rip out my throat. Maybe she'll enjoy the taste.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“What do you want?" "You." His voice was soft, low. His eyes were intense and watchful.” — Donna Grant Copy Share Image
“Their hands clasped between them, he whispered into her ear, "I claim you, too, Aelin Galathynius.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
There are only shades of gray. Black and white are nothing more than lofty ideals in our minds, the standards by which we try to judge things, and map out our place in the world in relevance to them. Good and evil, in their purest form, are as intangible and forever beyond our ability to hold in our hand as… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
“I have heard people say that men and the Fae are as different as dogs and wolves. While this is an easy analogy, it is far from true. Wolves and dogs are only separated by a minor shade of blood. Both howl at night. If beaten, both will bite. No. Our people and theirs are as different as water and… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share
“The woman had a body wet dreams were made of, and he couldn't remember being this goddamn hard in his life.” — Eden Ashe Copy Share Image
“I hope to be bowing in front of you for a long time.” He takes my hand, drops to one knee, and kisses my… — Tricia Copeland Copy Share Image
“WEST SALEM ~ October 2011 A sudden vision, fraught with malevolence and darkness, obscured her sight. The face of a menacing figure turned from… — Cherie De Sues Copy Share Image
“I have a simple philosophy: Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. Scratch where it itches." by Alice Roosevelt Longworth” — Claudy Conn Copy Share Image
“I won’t be your pawn,” I growled. Puck’s lips formed a thin, knowing grin. “In the end, you’ll still serve the Fae.” — Jamie Wyman Copy Share Image
“You do know that I am a Fae, correct?" "Well, if the purple blood oozing from your friends there wasn't a clue, I would… — Brandy Nacole Copy Share Image
