Fantasy Romance Series Quotes

“Whether he called himself a Devil or not, he had quickly turned into her angel. Perhaps she was becoming his, too.”
― Kayla Edwards, City of Gods and Monsters

“I let my eyelids fall closed. In my mind, Draven’s voice rang out over and over, shouting my name. His voice was more powerful than the sea. More primordial than the stars. My name was on his lips as he promised unspeakable darkness to any who came between us.”
― Briar Boleyn, Queen of Roses

“I see you truly for everything you are and everything you will be and I claim you as mine.”
― Briar Boleyn, Court of Claws

“How had I come to be here? Where could I run? Where could I hide from my pursuer in the Enchanted Forest, where everything seemed to want to stop me?”
― Misha Quinn, Dreams

“Your Highness? Prince Renaud?” This was the moment of truth.

A look of confusion came over the man as he lay in her small bed, staring up at the cottage’s knotty pine ceiling.

“How are you feeling?”

“The pain is gone—I have to leave, I must—” He raised himself on his elbow.

“Relax. Lie still for a while.” She caressed his arm.

He stilled, staring at his healer with icy blue eyes. “Who are you? Some sort of witch? Where am I?”

*He has Théodore’s face now that he’s grown. The spitting image of that devil. But his black hair—all mine. And yes, I knew he would use that word if he saw my powers…*

“My name is Mathilde, Your Highness, and you’re in my cottage.” She blinked her tearing eyes and hardened her tone, speaking like a stern governess. “I saved you, that’s all I can say. You cannot escape justice from your brother if they find you alive. You didn’t succeed because I saved him as well.”

“Half-brother, if you want to be precise! I’m the bastard whom no one cares a thing about!” A pained look of defeat crossed Renaud’s face. “Let me go!” He made a jerking move to raise himself from the small bed.

Mathilde panicked. She clapped her hand on his forehead. “Dormez… go to sleep.”

He slumped to a reclined position, his arm flopping to the side. His eyes glazed over and closed as he passed into a comatose slumber.”
― Julianne Munich, The Reborn Prince

“What is a king without a crown? That’s a riddle, but one to which we all know the answer:
no king at all.”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

“Start where you are, use what you have, do what you can.”
― Martin Ken, The Pendant

“Without Zea, this revolution would never have been possible,” Ryce says, as though he believes every word. “The Nobles treated her like vermin and now you’re all doing the same.”
― Cordelia K. Castel, The Princess Crown