Quotes from The Rest Falls Away

Colleen Gleason ·  347 pages

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“That would be a fine day...one that I needed a girl to save my life. From a vampire.”
― Colleen Gleason, quote from The Rest Falls Away


“And then she was looking up into the deep-set, dark eyes of the Marquess of Rockley.”
― Colleen Gleason, quote from The Rest Falls Away


“Lei frugò tra le lenzuola, quindi serrò le dita intorno al legno levigato.
«Ti amerò per sempre, Phillip». E lo pugnalò.”
― Colleen Gleason, quote from The Rest Falls Away


“How does one address... the master of the vampire executioners? My lord? Your grace? Your stakeness?”
― Colleen Gleason, quote from The Rest Falls Away


“with more malice than that of Judas Iscariot. Once a proud name, now it is spit upon, said with hatred and venom. Judas is gone, but Lilith roams the earth, and she builds her army of vampires. She intends to rule the world; her strength is always our weakness. It is our task, our legacy, to keep Lilith and her minions at bay.”
― Colleen Gleason, quote from The Rest Falls Away



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Colleen Gleason
Born place: The United States
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