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61 " Tell people when they matter to you. Because someday, when you least expect it, they might be gone. "
― Kathryn Ann Kingsley , The Ringmaster (Harrow Faire #4)
62 " May the Ancients lay damned in their prison until this world ceased to be.For Aon had loved her.When she stood from the ground after being tossed from that horse in the woods, when she stood against all that had been levied upon her, he wanted her. When she offered him nothing but contempt, he adored her. When she feared him and desired him all the same, he hungered for her. When she held such compassion for him, he was transfixed.But when he had first laid eyes upon her, in his dreams as she reached to touch his mask as he lay in his crypt, his heart was already hers. "
― Kathryn Ann Kingsley , King of Shadows (The Masks of Under #2)
63 " All of you wish so desperately for me to play the villain. So be it. "
64 " Warn the others. Tell them to muster their armies and try to stop me.” Aon stalked toward him slowly, forcing Lyon to retreat. “For millennia I have had to listen to you all whimper and whine like children about how I seek to destroy this world. Heed me now, Priest, and know that you have not once seen me try. "
65 " If I keep you here, you will die in four days as you said, with all the rest. I would take my life in that moment to be at your side in the ever-after. If I release you now, he will execute me rightfully for my treason. Run for the horizon, and you may yet live for a time before he hunts you down. Either way…my life is forfeit. It has always belonged to you. My heart is yours. "
― Kathryn Ann Kingsley , Queen of All (The Masks of Under #6)
66 " A laugh echoed through the space, low and dark, dangerous and promising both violence and a great joy taken in bringing such things to pass. “And why would I hide from you?” His voice was a deep baritone rumble. It sent a chill up her spine, and she shivered. "
― Kathryn Ann Kingsley , Heart of Dracula (Immortal Soul, #1)
67 " That is the untold exchange of our world. That is the true cost of death. To die is to lose your hammer and chisel. Your opportunity to mark the world is over. You slide your cards away and leave the table. "
― Kathryn Ann Kingsley , The Clown (Harrow Faire, #3)
68 " He was clever, witty, and wicked. His sadistic grin sent shivers up her spine in ways that it shouldn’t. He bullied her, but he relished being teased in return. And most of all, it was the look in his freakish eyes when she asked him to stay with her. Like he had been stuck outside in a storm, and she had opened her door and asked if he wanted shelter.Even if he dragged the storm inside with him, it was worth it. "
69 " But Maxine’s empathic gifts extended to more than just her ability to read emotions. Flashes of memories came with it. "
70 " He was tall, towering over her, and broad shouldered. He was a monolith of a man, and he surpassed her by easily a foot or more, and she was of average height. Long black hair reached past his shoulders in dark tendrils. They were a sharp contrast to his skin, which was so pale it was almost gray. Full lips were barely a shade darker. His ears were slightly pointed at the tips, accentuating his incredibly inhuman appearance. For while all the rest might be in the right places—he did not have a third eye, nor horns or scales—there was no mistaking what he was. "
71 " He parted the fabric and revealed a small brooch lying in the center of it. She guessed that it had belonged to a man by its design. In the center was a ruby, thick and dark, the color of blood. "
72 " But it was his eyes that arrested her to the spot. They were crimson and flashed as they reflected the firelight around him like a wolf in the darkness. He was dressed in blacks and deep cardinals, perfect and regal finery, over which he wore a long peacoat that nearly reached the ground. "
73 " When Eddie, Bella, and Alfonzo came to her door, she had known they had carried death with them. She had assumed it had been their own doing. It was not. "
74 " He was watching her with a strange expression that all at once seemed predatory, amused, and curious. He arched a dark eyebrow. “Well?” “Well…what?” “You did not finish your sentence.” His canines were a bit too long and a bit too sharp. "
75 " Alfonzo paused before he finally said the words she knew he dreaded to utter. “The King of Vampires. Vlad Tepes Dracula. "
76 " You were about to claim I was lurking in the shadows ‘like’ something, were you not?” He took a step toward her. She immediately retreated one in turn. “I fear I have forgotten what I was going to say. "
77 " I have had many names. To others, I am most recently Count Vlad Tepes Dracula.” He swept one arm in front of his waist and bowed deep. She did not miss that his fingernails were long, sharpened points, like claws. He straightened slowly, red eyes catching the firelight and flashing dangerously. “But to you, Miss Parker, I would be only Vlad. "
78 " You have invaded my mind. Twice in one day, no less. You pry into my thoughts. I would call that rather personal. As for intimate…” He tilted his head slightly, his gaze pointedly traveling down her body once and back up. “No need to rush the inevitable. "
79 " Then I shall strive to not be boring.” “You are doing wonderfully so far.” “I have done nothing but stand here and make an utter fool of myself. You have low expectations, Vampire King. "
80 " Then…he vanished. Simply vanished from her view. His shadow remained, and it rushed under her as though it were now a sentient creature. Before she could react, hands settled on her shoulders over her dress. She tried to yank away from him, but they held her firm. “I agree to your terms, darling Maxine. And I find them very interesting indeed.” His voice was a whisper by her cheek, his breath cold against her skin. "