540 Quotes by Kiersten White

Lada imagined she was climbing to Mehmed’s side to fight next to him. And then she imagined she would be aiming the cannon at his heart instead.

Because I am in love with you. Because I cannot be around you for fear you will finally see what is written across my heart. Because the pain of you is one I cannot bear.

What a lovely balance. Lend shows whatever he wants the world to see and you see through whatever the world wants to show you.

She would never be able to stop fighting. Even victories that should be hers would be taken from her by faithless men. They would forever choose each other instead of her – choose treaties and tradition over a genuine chance for change.

The way his eyes widened showed that, at last, he realized her threat had not been idle.

The fear of death can grow so large we let it keep us from living.

Tell me everything. Including how that happened.” She nodded toward his scar. “This? Alas, my beautiful face. Is it not tragic?” “You should be grateful. For the first time in your life you have two eyebrows instead of one.” Nicolae threw his head back, laughter roaring through the square. “My little dragon, always finding the bright side of life. Come. We drink.

Mehmed?” Radu called, his voice muffled and indistinct, as if Lada’s head were still underwater. She and Mehmed paused their mouth-to-mouth combat, and Lada realized her legs were wrapped around his waist, his hands around the backs of her thighs, their chests pressed together. She pushed him away, dropping beneath the water and swimming to the other side just as Radu appeared from the trees and jumped into the pool between them.

Biting into her fig, she trailed her fingers along the rough, waxy leaves of an untrimmed hedge and pretended she was in Wallachia. Radu heard it first. “Listen,” he whispered. “Someone is crying.” “And it is not you. What a wonder.