Daphne Quotes

“Puck turned to Sabrina. "What is she doing down there?"
Hiding, I guess."
Puck leaned down and poked his head under the seat. "I found you."
Ms. Smirt shrieked.
Puck lifted himself up to his full height and laughed. "She's fun."
He leaned back down and she screamed again. "I could do this all day. Can I keep her?”
― Michael Buckley, The Everafter War

“Don't duh me!" Puck snapped. "Trying to figure out what you're thinking from one day to the next takes more brains than I have."
Well, maybe you should stop. I'd hate to burn out that little peanut in your head.”
― Michael Buckley, The Everafter War

“Puck stopped his drumming [on his belly] for a brief moment and grinned at Sabrina.
I hear they have a lot of plastic surgeons in New York City. If I were you I'd make an appointment for that face as soon as you get there," he quipped.
Sabrina scowled and shook a fist at him. "Keep it up, stinkpot, and you're going to need a plastic surgeon yourself."
Puck winked. "No need to get all mushy on me, Grimm.”
― Michael Buckley, The Everafter War

“Simon stopped breathing until her forefinger touched his nipple, and then his hand shot up to cover hers. "I want you," he said.
Her eyes flicked downward, and her lips curved ever so slightly. "I know."
"No," he groaned, pulling her closer. "I want to be in your heart. I want-" His entire body shuddered when their skin touched. "I want to be in your soul.”
― Julia Quinn, The Duke and I

“That woman is hiding something!" she said.
"You think everyone's hiding something."
"And you would hug the devil if he gave you cookies.”
― Michael Buckley

“Good God!" she cried. She rolled off him, tugging down her clothing. "Are you mad?"

He blinked and dragged in air. "Well, yes," He said thickly. "Lust does that to a man."

"You thought we would--you would-- do...that in public?"

"I wasn't thinking about where we were." He said.

Her eyes widened.

"I'm a man," he said with what he was sure must be, in the circumstances, saintly patience. "I can do one or the other. Lovemaking or thinking. But not both at the same time."

She stared at him for a moment. Then she drew up her knees and folded her arms upon them and buried her face in her folded arms.

She did not pick up the rifle and knock him on the head with it.

Perhaps all was not lost.

"Somewhere else then?" He said hopefully.”
― Loretta Chase, Mr. Impossible

“How did you know that we could get him to do whatever we want if we pretend he’s in charge?” Sabrina asked Daphne.
“It’s what I do with you” the little girl replied. “You two are exactly the same”
― Michael Buckley, The Fairy-Tale Detectives

“I'm sorry, Hugh. I don't know what came over me."
Hugh pulled her close and curled his body around hers. "I came over you, darling.”
― Minerva Spencer, Barbarous

“My fairest Daphne,
Treasure of my eyes,
Pearl of my heart,
Whose beauty is as lovely,
As a blooming laurel tree in spring,
With eyes as green as sparkling emeralds,
And hair as bright as a burning fire,
At first sight, this fair maiden captured my heart,
As she silently sat there,
Reading underneath a laurel tree,
While patiently waiting for her prince to come,
One glimpse at her and I knew,
That I was lost to her forever,
Even in my curious green state,
With nothing else to hold,
But my lily pad floating above the pond,
Alas, I understood,
That she was the one,
The owner of my beating heart,
If only she but knew.”
― Kristina Stangl, The Emerald Prince

“Truly, it was bad enough that she agreed to kiss a frog; let alone, kiss him right after eating a disgusting fly! Another small creature that Daphne also equally detested, right after frogs. Frogs. Flies. Perhaps, she was the real one cursed, after all!”
― Kristina Stangl, The Emerald Prince

“And while her kiss might have transformed the little emerald green frog into a dashing and charming mortal prince; his kiss, in return, turned her into a real-life princess, as well. Thus far, they were even.”
― Kristina Stangl, The Emerald Prince

“Come hell or high water, I will gift you the entire world and everything in it. Every desire, hope and wish, traveling upon a shooting star.”
― Kristina Stangl, The Emerald Prince

“... having loved you, what I once found ugly, now, I see nothing short but beauty.”
― Kristina Stangl, The Emerald Prince

“Every blessed space is both child and grandchild of dissolution,
for that which is stored up drains away. And Daphne, in her metamorphosis,
as she feels herself becoming a laurel, wishes that you evanesce into the wind.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus

“The world might see us as a married couple, but you and I shall be the best of friends.”
― Kristina Stangl, The Emerald Prince

“Whether you love or hate something, familiarity is everything.”
― Kristina Stangl, The Emerald Prince

“Just so you know, my fairest Daphne, you are the perfect emerald princess. I honestly couldn’t have kissed a better maiden than you.”
― Kristina Stangl, The Emerald Prince

“In a world filled with laughter, free balloons and happy children, this was the ideal place where she wanted to call home.”
― Kristina Stangl, The Emerald Prince

“After spending years tucked away within the dusty old libraries of her family’s estates, she was more comfortable with a book in hand than that of a sword.”
― Kristina Stangl, The Emerald Prince

“She’d rather go down like a roaring lion than a bleating ram.”
― Shirlee Busbee, Seduction Becomes Her

“Daphne had known for years that she would marry the prince. That was the only word for it: known. Not hoped to marry, or dreamed of marrying, or even felt destined to marry. Those words involved an element of chance, of uncertainty.”
― Katharine McGee, American Royals

“Can you reason with the dead?”
― Bree Despain, The Immortal Throne

“Tutti facciamo delle scelte. Non sempre sono giuste. È il modo in cui ti rialzi che dimostra che tipo di persona sei.”
― Jessica Clare, Beauty and the Billionaire: The Wedding

“Above, a vivid painting hung over the fireplace. Inside its frame, a woman was transforming into a tree.
The lower half of her body was bark and roots, plunging into soil, while her waist and chest arched upwards and her outstretched hands reached for the sky. The nymph's dark hair was a knotted mass of branches around her head, sprouting bright green leaves.
It was the myth of Daphne---the nymph who begged the river god to save her from Apollo and was turned into a laurel tree.
"It must be a terrible thing to lose," Hawthorne said, making her jump.
He looked up from where he crouched near the fire: to the woman in the frame. His left forearm was streaked with black ash.
"What's a terrible thing to lose?"
Hawthorne's eyes glittered as he studied the nymph. "Your humanity."
"But it was her choice," said Emeline, feeling defensive of Daphne. If the river god hadn't turned her into a laurel, she would have fallen prey to Apollo. "She asked to be saved."
Firelight flickered over Hawthorne's face as his gray-eyed gaze caught hers and held it.
"Saved," he murmured, considering this. "Is that really what the river god did? As a tree, her life is forfeit. She'll never be human again. She'll never laugh or sing, ponder or love, again. Don't you think she would have preferred the river god defeat Apollo, or at the very least warn him away, instead of taking something so precious from her?”
― Kristen Ciccarelli, Edgewood

“your in love with Ethan”
― Katharine McGee