421 Quotes by Susan Ee

Raffe nods to one of the Watchers who then takes position below us. I’m guessing he’s there to catch me if I fall. “Don’t you dare let me go,” I say.

You don’t even like me, remember?” That’s what I try to say. What actually comes out of my mouth is closer to a baby’s first attempt at babbling. “Shh.” He runs his fingertips along my cheek, caressing my face. “Hush. I’m right here.” He looks at me with deep anguish in his eyes. Like there’s so much he wants to tell me but feels it’s too late now. I want to stroke his face and tell him that it will be okay. That everything will be all right. And I wish so badly that it would be.

Hey! Back off from the dead girl. She’s Resistance property.” “Yeah,” says his twin brother Dum from inside the cab. “We need her for autopsies and stuff. You think girls killed by demon princes are easy to find?” As.

But then again, Cinderella didn’t live in a post-apocalyptic world invaded by avenging angels.

I swing my blade as hard as I can. I can feel the surge of excitement coming through the blade as Pooky gets a chance to cut into a Pit lord.

What is it that you think is going to get me?” My arm rubs against his when I shift to look at him. “The list is endless.” “Since when did you become so protective?” “Since my enemies have determined that you’re my Daughter of Man.

My eyes open wide. It worked. One by one, the Watchers nod in my direction with respect in their eyes.

You are so great at creative solutions,” he says, still chuckling. “They usually involve ripping, tearing, kicking, or stabbing, but they’re creative.

Raffe turns to me. It’s the first time I’ve seen his face look less than perfect. He’s squinting in pain and blinking rapidly. He came to help me. Through all the screaming noise and blinding lights, he came.