If you get killed. I'm going to be furious." "I love you too. Come On.

You cannot force me to make my wishes now" She squared her shoulders and looked at him. "I've read texts.

His blue-black hair fell over his face when he moved, like tiny arrows pointing to pronounced cheeckbones. "Starting to think you were going to bail on me." "Didn't know you were expecting me," she said in what she hoped was a casual voice. He gets sexier every day. "Not Expecting, but hoping. Always hoping

How was I to know? ... You didn't say anything.""I said lots of things," he corrected gently. "You just didn't hear them.

I'm not bloodthirsty, but...seriously, she killed you. She needs to be dead.

You say potato; I say potahto..." I say integrity; you say deceit.

I am Devlin, brother and advisor to the High Queen, assassin, and keeper of order.