C.N. Crawford > Quotes

“Well, you have magic, and I have my own superpower. It’s called anxiety.”
― C.N. Crawford, City of Thorns

“There are bonfires, music. We sacrifice sixteen prisoners in a bonfire, and we eat things made with apples, like pies—”

“Wait,” I held up a hand. “Did you just slip in a bit about burning people to death?”

“The prisoners, yes. In the bonfire. Then we have pies made from—”

“I understand how pies work. That part doesn’t need that much explaining. I’m stuck on the burning people to death part.”

“Oh?”
― C.N. Crawford, Court of Night

“Do not mistake me for a hero. I’d destroy the entire world to save the person I loved the most.”
― C.N. Crawford, Garden of Serpents

“When was the last time you lost yourself in a pleasure so intense, you forgot your name? That you forgot your own mortality? Because that is what it means to be fae. I could make you ache with pleasure until you forget the name of every human who made you think there was something wrong with you.”
― C.N. Crawford, Frost

“I like my beautiful things to have a bit of darkness in them.”
― C.N. Crawford, Vale of Dreams

“You stabbed me to protect Ciara.”

"I still think stabbed is a bit much. It didn’t kill you. It was more like a…you know, like a setback, I’d call it.”

"You setbacked me in the chest, with a knife”
― C.N. Crawford, Court of Darkness

“We are a match made in hell, but I have never wanted anyone more, Ava Jones,”
― C.N. Crawford, Frost

“We’re trapped in the waking nightmare.”
― C.N. Crawford, Avalon Tower

“I knew a woman was never supposed to admit when she thought she was beautiful. It was a mortal sin. Everyone hates a woman who likes how she looks, and women are especially reviled if they’re flawed and still have the balls to feel beautiful. Covered in scars, not the right shape, wrong hair—whatever. You’re supposed to feel bad about it. So I just kept my thoughts about it to myself. I was scarred; I was beautiful, and I didn’t need to know what anyone else thought about the matter.”
― C.N. Crawford, Court of Shadows

“How is it you can talk so much and clarify so little? It’s like the world’s shittiest superpower.”
― C.N. Crawford, Lord of Embers

“Okay. I need to be less afraid of death.” I closed my eyes. “But there’s the fear of pain—” “Why fear something that is over so quickly?” “And then there’s the fear of what comes after. Do I end up here? Do I just stop existing?” “Why fear nonexistence?” he asked. “Do you feel afraid when you think of the past, before you existed?” “No.”
― C.N. Crawford, Lord of Embers

“Lucky for me, I could easily rely on one of my favorite tactics: acting like a feckless dipshit.”
― C.N. Crawford, Agent of Enchantment

“This was the thing with men, as my mother—Queen Malgven herself—had warned me. It doesn’t matter who you really are. They write their own stories about you. They cast you in one of several roles. The innocent girl who needed teaching. The lunatic who needed calming. The whore who’d break your heart.”
― C.N. Crawford, Dark King

“I’m scared of failing—but I’m also scared of succeeding.”
― C.N. Crawford, Avalon Tower

“It’s like I was living in a world of shadows and mist, and then you showed up in my castle—wild, furious, insulting me. And you looked like dawn.” His voice drops. “Rose and honey. You felt like something I lost a long time ago. And ever since, I haven’t been able to clear my mind. Without you, now, I think it would feel like the air stopped moving through the trees. It would feel like the sun would never rise, the rivers would stop flowing, and everything would turn to dust.”
― C.N. Crawford, Lady of The Lake

“Well, that’s good, darling, because as I said, I’m looking for someone I can’t love, and so far, you are the perfect match.”
― C.N. Crawford, Frost

“his overall appearance was much like Henry Cavill in The Tudors crossed with Poseidon.”
― C.N. Crawford, Frost

“Anyway, not to worry. You might loathe me, but you are mine now, and if anyone tried to burn you at the stake, I’d make them wish they were never born.”
― C.N. Crawford, Vale of Dreams

“Language is the cloak of the gods,”
― C.N. Crawford, Avalon Tower

“I don’t think I ever understood the desire some mortals have to end their lives until I listened to the details of yours last night.”
― C.N. Crawford, City of Thorns

“The corner of his lip curled. “It seems I have you exactly where I want you, my favorite changeling.”
― C.N. Crawford, Frost

“But as I stood over the water, I caught a glimpse of my reflection, and my heart went still. Because there, protruding from my green hair, was a golden pair of horns. I couldn’t breathe.”
― C.N. Crawford, Frost

“When someone is so beautiful you forget to breathe…”
― C.N. Crawford, Frost

“There’s only one woman for me, and she is a figment of my imagination, a voice in my thoughts.”
― C.N. Crawford, Vale of Dreams

“I frowned. “I didn’t know Clovians were allowed to have more than one wife.”
“We aren’t typical Clovians,” said the count.
You don’t say. “Care to elaborate?” I asked.
“No.” Silver light glinted in his eyes. Despite everything else I knew about him, his eyes were a marvel—large, mournful, pale light framed by darkness.
“Is Sourial married?” I asked.
“Why are you asking about him?” A blade of steel undercut in his tone.
“Just making conversation.”
“Sourial and I are unusual among our kind. We have no wives.”
“Will he be at the party, too?”
“Making conversation again, are you?” He murmured.
“Oh yes. My people call it chit-chatting.”
“It’s a terrible habit.”
“Some day, Count Saklas, you are going to have fun. And it is going to blow your mind.”
“I’d rather keep my mind intact.”
― C.N. Crawford, The Fallen

“A word knelled in the hollows of my mind as I realized why the pendant had rejected me. Unseelie. I’d asked to come home, and this was where the magic had brought me. My real home—the realm of the wild beasts. It seemed I was a changeling after all.”
― C.N. Crawford, Frost

“Well, you have magic, and I have my own superpower. It’s called anxiety. It’s a pain in the ass, but I’m prepared for every fire scenario you can think of.”
― C.N. Crawford, City of Thorns

“Instead, I’m fleeing from a fucking basilisk so I can marry a man I’ve kissed once, a man I’m also trying to kill. Worst game of Kiss, Marry, Kill ever.”
― C.N. Crawford, Lady of The Lake

“I’ve been wanting to strip you naked and watch you come since the night you first insulted me, Nia.”
― C.N. Crawford, Lady of The Lake

“Well, my bag of satyr dicks is fresh out, so does anyone have any ideas?”
― C.N. Crawford, Court of Dreams