190 Quotes by G.A. Aiken

I need someone I can count on. Until recently, you were the most reliable of us all. I sincerely hope that hasn’t changed for good.” “Don’t go there, brother.”“Over some male not worthy of you.”He went there!

Now. Now, Annwyl. No need to curtsy. A simple nod of your head and absolute worship will be more than enough.

What’s wrong with him?”“Nothing. He’s just. . just. .” “Just what?”“A peacemaker.” And she’d dropped her voice to a whisper. “What would I do with a peacemaker?” “The same thing I did with a whore.

She made you smile.”“Aye. Rhiannon always makes me smile.”Shalin dropped her head against her son’s chest. “Dark gods, I’ve lost you forever.”Bercelak rolled his eyes. “I think, Mother, that’s a tad extreme.

Whose seal is this? I don’t recognize it.”Annwyl let out a sigh. “The Reinholdt.”“The Reinholdt?” He frowned in thought; then his body jolted. “Goodgods! That madman from the north?”“The very one.”“Honestly …” He glanced again at the letter. “I didn’t know anyone inthe Reinholdt Clan could write.

Bercelak frowned. “Do we know you?”“I’m Bram,” the dragon said, appearing confused. “I stayed with your parents last summer.”“Oh.” Ghleanna glanced at them. “Right. Uh . . . Brogue.”“Bram.”“Right. Bram. Bram the . . . Friendly?”“Merciful.”“Of course!” Ghleanna smiled, patted his shoulder. “Bram the Merciful. My father speaks quite highly of you.”“Really? What did he say?”“Uh . . .

We can't sit around discussing pure evil without tea and biscuits, Iz. It's just not done.

I’m your uncle?”Oh. So that’s what was bothering him. Izzy could have done a lot of things at this moment to assuage Eibhear’s annoyance. A lot of things.She didn’t do any of them.Instead she said, “Well…you are my uncle.” She brushed a bit of nonexistent dirt off his bare shoulder. “And I was your ward until years later when you finally had your vile, dirty uncle way with me.””Izzy.

She heard Brannie call out to her, but she ignored her as well and kept going. Kept going with visions of a bloody and limb-missing Éibhear dancing through her head. Gods! What if they cut off his wings? Or removed his scales? Oh, by the gods, what if they shaved his head? What if they shaved his head? Nooooo!