37 Quotes by Melika Dannese Lux

He blinked in surprise and was even more startled when the dragon mimicked the action, but did so sideways. A clear membrane coated its eye, then drew back to reveal hues infinitely more searing than before—so vibrant it was painful for Roger to look into them. Orange pulsating like a lava flow, yellow glistening brighter than a city made of gold, green flashing like St. Elmo’s fire. All these colors danced not a foot in front of Roger’s face, flickering within that gigantic orb...

There are more things in Heaven and earth..." Uncle Gryffyn muttered."Now ain't the time to be quotin' old Bill Shakes, guv," Bellows shot in.

Will you not bid me welcome, Brother?” the beast mocked. The dragon’s voice paralyzed Roger where he stood. Hearing it sapped his strength, stole his will, made him feel as though his mind had been crushed between slabs of stone. There was chaos in it, and destruction—a voice crafted of darkness and the death of worlds.

 “They were all children, yes, as were the fiends who allowed themselves to be Hosted.” “But that happened in a wilder age, a less enlightened time,” Roger argued. “Do not make the mistake of thinking present society is so highly advanced that they have forgotten their baser instincts, Roger Knightley. Evil is evil no matter the century, or the world.

His character is like an emerald—multifaceted and enhanced by inclusions.

Death stalked toward us on padded feet.       And it was not alone.

Affronts to her reputation pierced her to the heart, though I couldn’t understand why, since she had very little character left to defend.

He was mocking me. I could see his mouth beginning to lift in a maddening smirk, a smile that was half sardonic and half secretive, as if the fate of the world depended on the answer to a riddle only he knew and would never share.

Thirteen years of friendship had bonded us together more thoroughly than if we had been born of the same mother. Even at this late stage, I was unwilling to let him go.