540 Quotes by Kiersten White

I heard she is giving land to anyone. Can you imagine? No family name, no boyar line. She gives it to those who deserve it. So I hope she never marries. I hope she lives to be a hundred years old, breathing fire and drinking the blood of our enemies.

What, then, was left to her? She had no allies. She had no throne. She had no Mehmed, no Radu. She had only these sharp men and sharp knives and sharp dreams, and no way to make use of any of them.

She would walk into that tent, and she would stab her first friend, her first lover, her only true equal through the heart. She did not want to, she found. But she would do it anyway. It was what Wallachia needed, what it demanded, and Wallachia came before Mehmed. It always would. It had to.

Wallachia was not her mother. Wallachia did not care what happened to her. And every single person who might have was either dead or trying to kill her.

Radu put one hand on her shoulder, felt Lada’s body contract with silent crying. “Get out,” she said again. He climbed onto the narrow bed and curled around her, holding her until she slept.

After all, fire and blood and death were nothing to a country led by a dragon.

What has he shat out on this page?

Jack fell to his knees on the bench, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy a he clutched both hands to his heart. "Oh, heavens above, to have seen such beauty with my own eyes! It's more than I ever hoped for. But how can I live now, knowing that you're not mine? Please." He crawled forward to the edge of the bench. "Marry me. Nay, marriage will cost is precious moments together. Let us make sweet, passionate love right here. Let me beat your children.

Arianna, what's up?""Is there a reason there's a blond boy jumping on your bed, or should I kill him?""Don't bother," I growled. "I'll kill him myself.