She turned so they were face-to-face and gave him back the words he'd offered her their first night together: "I survived. Isn't that what matters?

Have you ever tried?" "No." Then don't tell me I can't.

In the end mortals always expired before faeries. They were such finite creatures. Their first heartbeat and breath were but a blink from death. To add the weight of nourishing his insatiable court in a time of peace was to hasten that unconscionably.

I was the girl in the black leather jacket with the black fingernails, picked up after school by guys with loud cars and motorcycles. I carried straight-A grades, but I had a little trouble with rules. I tended to have a bit of an authority problem.

I was very afraid to write a novel - it was a dream for a very long time, and it was one of the few things that I was afraid to try.

Trust me, you're not my first choice to fight next to, Sunshine, but as as much as it would simplify things, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I left you to her tender mercies." (Seth to Keenan as he comes to his aid against Bananach)

It was the only way he knew to protect the court, the faery, and the only mortal who'd ever mattered to him.