“What was the point in satin and lace if it didn't make a man struggle to speak?”
― Alexandra Ivy, quote from Embrace The Darkness
“Cherie, did the table do something I did not see or were you just attempting to teach it a lesson?"
"I was imagining it was Evor."
"Strange that they do not resemble each other."
"I have a good imagination."
"Ah, in that case, I do not suppose you are imagining I'm Brad Pitt?”
― Alexandra Ivy, quote from Embrace The Darkness
“I hate to interrupt such a touching scene but those hellhounds are not going to wait for you two to play kissey face. So, unless you intend to nail a chunk of roast beef to my butt and have me run around as a distraction, I would suggest we prepare for battle." Pg. 113-114”
― Alexandra Ivy, quote from Embrace The Darkness
“Oui, oui, he snapped with an obvious lack of awe. "Ding dong the demon's dead, now can we admire
our delightful handiwork someplace where the ceiling is not about to cave in and your oh-so-handsome
vampire is not about to become a dust bunny? (Levet)”
― Alexandra Ivy, quote from Embrace The Darkness
“Bon chance, mon ami," Dante called softly.
Levet allowed himself a small smile. A vampire who could speak French. He couldn't be all bad.”
― Alexandra Ivy, quote from Embrace The Darkness
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“I’m sorry,” she said, wishing she could say something more meaningful.
“I’m not. If he’d been a good uncle, I’d have stayed in Boston. Never would have found my way to San Francisco,” he said.
Camille knew where the rest of his story led and grinned.
“And you never would have rescued my father from a pickpocket,” she added.
He started to laugh, a quiet, almost personal chuckle, like he was thinking about some funny memory. Camille caught the bug of laughter and wanted to join in.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Your father didn’t need a rescuer. He caught the pickpocket himself,” Oscar answered, a hand on his abdomen from all his laughter. “And then he invited him inside for dinner.”
Her smile fell flat. She stared at him, trying to comprehend what he’d just said.
“You?” she asked, dumbfounded. “You were the pickpocket?”
Oscar nodded, scratching the back of his head. “Yeah. I wasn’t very good at it.”
Her father could have had him arrested or shooed him away without thinking twice. But he’d invited Oscar inside. He gave him work, food…a real chance.
“Why didn’t he tell me?” she asked, feeling like she’d been duped once again. All the lies her father had woven to cover up his secrets had become so frayed, Camille wondered if she had truly known him at all.
“To give me a clean slate with everyone. Even you.” Oscar moved toward her in cautious, deliberate steps. “We’re alone. We should talk.”
The pantry was cramped and dismal despite the oil lamp, and Camille had a sudden urge to flee.
“About what?” she asked, her ears burning. She still reeled with the knowledge that the pickpocket story hadn’t been real, just like her mother’s story hadn’t been real. Oscar stopped within a few inches from her and reached a hand around her waist.
“About our night together, Camille,” he answered, his dimples forming. “There’s a lot to say.”
― Angie Frazier, quote from Everlasting
“Now she realized that she was not peering at a so-dark-blue-it-looked-black ocean, but rather she was looking straight through miles of incredibly clear water at something enormous and black in its nethermost depths. Maybe it was the bottom--so deep that not even light could touch it.
And yet, down in those impossible depths, she thought she could see tiny lights sparkling. She stared uncertainly at the tiny glimmerings. They seemed almost like scattered grains of sand lit from within; in some places they clustered like colonies, faint and twinkling.
Like stars...”
― Fuyumi Ono, quote from The Twelve Kingdoms: Sea of Shadow
“«La gobernanta es la única persona que se encuentra bien en este lugar y la fábrica sólo trabaja para satisfacerla. Pero eso no pasa de ser una ilusión, ella no es más que un testaferro. El personaje principal para el que todo el mundo trabaja aquí es el diablo».”
― Anton Chekhov, quote from Racconti
“the cat unsheathes its claws
the world turns”
― Sylvia Plath, quote from Plath: Poems
“Neither could speak. It was the day that a silence settled on the pair of them, and they were bound close by it. Will felt, in that moment, too small to face such misery, but she knew that she would have to expand now, with a terrible rush, to fill the empty space.”
― Katherine Rundell, quote from The Girl Savage
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