Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1) QUOTES

21 " Gabriel raised an eyebrow. “Are you seriously going out with a dagger strapped to your back? You might as well just wear a sign that says Look at me, I’m a killer! "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)

22 " Scarlet: “But you’re bleeding
pretty bad…and you’re probably in a lot of pain—“
Tristan: “I’m fine."
Scarlet raised a brow. “Fine. Bleed to death. Whatever. "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)

23 " So, tell me about yourself, Scarlet.” Gabriel said. “I already know about your love for coffee and sleeping in - which makes you awesome, by the way - but what else? "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)

24 " I’m baaaaaaaack!” Heather rushed up to Scarlet, completely unaware of Gabriel. “I came, I kissed, I conquered. No, let’s go find you a hot guy with a tasty mouth. "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)

25 " Being fearful was exhausting. "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)

26 " Heather looked Scarlet up and down for the first time that day. “The brown shirt, Scarlet? Wow. I know you’ve already snagged the most delicious thing to ever walk this earth—” Heather shot Gabriel a smile, “but you’ve still gotta try to look like you care. No brown. I repeat, no brown. Brown looks like death on you.”

Scarlet smiled tightly. “Aw, I feel so pretty now. "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)

27 " Taking careful aim, Gabriel shot two arrows, one into the figure’s thigh, the other into his side—but neither slowed his opponent down.

Gabriel wasn’t ready to kill the guy—at least not yet.

After all, Gabriel was immortal. It wasn’t exactly a fair fight.

But the stranger kept charging. And in his hand was another knife.

Awesome.

The intruder lunged and, right when Gabriel was about to release another arrow into his attacker’s body, he heard a thwack.

The stranger fell dead at Gabriel’s feet—a long and deadly arrow jutting from his back.

Gabriel looked up from the body before him and saw Tristan with his bow still raised.

“Tristan!” Horror filled Gabriel’s eyes. “You just killed him.”

Tristan lowered the bow. “I know.”

“He’s a person, Tristan! This isn’t medieval England where you have to protect your bread and your goats! You can’t just shoot people dead. "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)

28 " Tristan sighed and uncrossed his arms.

Looking over his shoulder at Tristan, Gabriel said, “Do you want to try and explain this to her?”

Tristan slanted his eyes at Gabriel. “Now, why would I want to do that when you’re doing such a fantastic job all on your own?”

“Shut up.” Gabriel turned back to Scarlet. “Anyway…we were engaged—”

“And then you died,” Tristan interjected, in a matter-of-fact way.

Scarlet’s eyes shot to Tristan.

Gabriel looked at his twin. “I thought you didn’t want to tell her.”

“I changed my mind.” Tristan shrugged, then looked at Scarlet. “You and Gabriel were on your way to happily-ever-after and then his crazy ex-girlfriend shot you with an arrow—”

“Your ex-girlfriend killed me?” Scarlet looked at Gabriel.

Gabriel turned back around. “It’s a long story—“

“No, it isn’t. I’ll sum up.” Tristan took a step forward and crossed his arms in front of his chest again. “Gabriel was courting a girl from a nearby village named Raven—”

“I was not courting her,” Gabriel snapped.

“Whatever.” Tristan rolled his eyes. “So, Raven assumed Gabriel would marry her. But then he met you.” He shrugged again. “Suddenly, Gabriel no longer cared about Raven. So, what did Raven do?”

Scarlet’s mouth parted. “She…killed me?”

Tristan nodded. “And she also cursed the arrow that killed you.”

Scarlet whipped her attention back to Gabriel. “What?”

There were curses involved now?

Immortality…the fountain of youth…curses….

What next, dragons?

“I’m cursed?” Scarlet looked at Gabriel.

“Not exactly.” Gabriel made a face. The curse wasn’t directed at you, but you still suffer a ... side effect of the curse. Because of the arrow.”

“You see,” Tristan took a step forward, “Raven, being the little witch she was—“

“She wasn’t a witch.” Gabriel sighed.

Tristan raised his eyebrows. “She cast a curse, Gabe. That’s something witches do. They ride on brooms, play with cats, and curse people. "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)

29 " Forty-five minutes and two-hundred wires later, Nate had transformed the spare bedroom upstairs into a video game haven. Scarlet listened to the three boys argue about the most efficient way to destroy an AWOL robot and realized she’d rather listen to Heather complain about last year’s footwear styles than one more minute of nerd-talk.

Nate pulled a few speakers from his bag.

“Surround sound, Nate? Really?” Gabriel pointed to the hall. “My bedroom is right next door. How am I supposed to sleep when you’re blasting aliens all night? Why couldn’t you just use the downstairs guest room?”

“First of all,” Nate adjusted a speaker and looked back at Gabriel, “the aliens are on my team—so I don’t ‘blast’ them. Second,” Nate’s eyes grew wide, “you know I have a wicked fear of sleeping underground. Basements are for bats and axe-murders.” He looked at Tristan. “No offense.”

Tristan shrugged. "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)

30 " Next to the office was a closed door. “This room,” Gabriel stood at the door hesitantly, “is where we keep our collection of weapons so,” Gabriel turned the knob, “don’t freak out or anything.”

Gabriel pushed the door open and Scarlet’s eyes took in a giant wall covered in deadly-looking arsenal. Knives, axes, swords, arrows, and many other tools lined the great wall.

And some of them looked rather used.

She started to freak out. “Uh…why do you have so many?”

Were they gearing up for battle?

Gabriel shrugged. “It’s a hobby. It’s more Tristan’s thing than mine, though.”

Figures.

“What, no guns?” Scarlet asked, looking around.

“Guns are for losers,” Gabriel said.

“And,” Scarlet looked at the nearest weapon with a crooked smile, “bloodstained battle axes are for winners?”

Gabriel cocked his head and smiled at her. “Exactly "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)

31 " Tristan stood in the damp back alley of an abandoned warehouse waiting quietly. Nearby, the orange haze of a streetlamp flickered in the black night. It had come to his attention, as of late, that people who were crazy enough to murder someone always wanted to meet in the creepiest of places.

Tristan tolerated this only because he was desperate.

A rat darted past his shoes. The eerie glow from the street lamp cast a wicked shadow of the rodent against the ground as it disappeared behind a dumpster.

Tristan really needed to find some villains with better taste in venues. The alley thing was getting old.

Tonight, he was supposed to meet a guy named Maniac. And ‘Maniac’ was late—which was no surprise. You can’t put feelers out for a psychopath and then expect punctuality. "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)

32 " Here’s what you’re going to do: You’re going to get up, get dressed, and let me take you out for a girls’ day. We’ll shop and eat ice cream and cry or whatever. It’ll be epic. "

― Chelsea Fine , Anew (The Archers of Avalon, #1)