92 Quotes About Holly-black

What got you chained up?” she asked the vampire. “I fell in with bad company,” he said, straight-faced, and for a moment she wasn’t sure if he was joking. It rattled her, the idea that he might have a sense of humor. “Be careful,” Aidan called from the bed. “You don’t know what he might do.” “We all know what you’d do, though, don’t we?” the vampire accused Aidan in his silky voice.

Maybe if we wrap some of those around you, then even if the blanket slips, you won’t burn. We can duct-tape it together. As long as you don’t mind looking ridiculous.” The vampire smiled a closemouthed smile.

Maybe like the bat in the birdcage, Gavriel had been waiting for dark, waiting to get out of the chains, drink Aidan’s blood, and escape. But when she showed up, he figured he could use them for a ride through daylight, so long as he seemed harmless enough to need saving. A chill crept up her spine.

It came to her, all of a sudden, the words he’d said to her in Lance’s house. If I’m hurt, you must be very careful. No, Tana, you must listen. You must be careful of me. He hadn’t been worried he was going to get hurt. He’d been worried that he was going to hurt someone else.

And yet it had happened. A window had been left open to the night, and a vampire had crawled through.

If one of the people who'd gone Cold drank human blood, the infection mutated. It killed the host and then raised them back up again, Colder than before. Cold through and through, forever and ever.

Tana,” Aidan said as soon as he saw her. “Tana, they’re going to come in as soon as it’s dark. They told us.” He looked pale and frantic, worse than she remembered him looking when she’d left. “We’re going to die, Tana.” “Condamné à mort,” a voice rasped from the other side of the door. She could hear the creatures whispering to one another in the hall, shifting hungrily, waiting for the sun to set. Her hands shook.

The vampire looked at her in bewilderment. Then he glanced toward the door and his expression grew sly. “If you free me, I could hold them off.

I think we’re all better off with you chained up—just not here.” “Are you sure?” Aidan asked. “Gavriel’s still a vampire.” “He warned me about you and about them. He didn’t have to. I’m not going to repay that by—” She hesitated, then frowned. “What did you call him?” “That’s his name.” Aidan sighed. “Gavriel. The other vampires, while they were tying me to the bed, they said his name.” “Oh.” With a final tug she pulled the blanket free and tossed it over to Gavriel.