Gwarda Warriors Quotes

“Hi there. I am the Gwarda, Breccan, the good-looking, sweet one." He winked. "The one thundering, yet, remaining aloof," he said loudly and continued, "is Darius. He's a savage, you know," he said quietly, leaning closer like he was telling her a secret.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Recompense

“Wow, pretty doesn't quite cut it where you're concerned. You are gorgeous," Breccan said, smiling back at her. "Damn, I said that out loud, didn't I?" he asked not expecting an answer. His face didn't flush. He didn't retract his comments or seem embarrassed by what he said. He wasn't the least bit ashamed at his boldness. That was simply Breccan”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Recompense

“Like Breccan was known to do, he pushed the angry Gwarda a bit more. "It's settled then. She's mine." He cleared his throat and braced himself for the punch he knew would come.
Darius's fist came fast, landing hard against Breccan's jaw.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Recompense

“Vincent made his way closer to the group and shuffled his feet while he watched them embrace. Breccan's head remained buried in the huddle while his large hand reached out, grabbed Vincent's good wing, and pulled the archangel into the fold.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Recompense

“Thais believed that in defeat the downtrodden, courageous soul would rise with the fiercest determination for victory. That is when the true spirit of warriors shined through and soared. A new day would dawn and with it a renewed hope would rise above the blood and the ash, strengthening even the weakest and igniting a birth of revolution.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Recompense

“Yes, I can see why so many are taken with you. You're so, so, so.." Vincent's words trailed off. He gazed off into the trees. "What's the word I'm looking for?"
"Adorably handsome?" Breccan offered with a smug smile.
"Incredibly stuck on yourself."Vincent quickly gave his retort. "Seriously, you're not that cute. And I mean that in every offending way possible.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Recompense

“How else could people exist in a world of good and evil, where wicked atrocities abound in backyards, yet somehow still be capable of experiencing joy and love? Surely Darius was not the only survivor of evil, not the only one who longed to see good in the world. He had just focused on the wrong thing, allowing it to consume him.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Recompense

“Make it stop," Vincent murmured, coming out of sleep and pulling the blanket over his head. "I think your mutt is howling for you.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Recompense

“We are bastards of the gods, Sorvus, you and I. I once shared the dream you seem to think you are now living. The dream of living here, in Northbrook, the birthplace of our mothers." Thais turned his head to the trees. He heard something. "Such deception.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Recompense

“Such anger. Do you want to talk about it?" Vincent called out. When there was no reply, Vincent picked up the whistling where he'd left off, smiling at the success of wreaking havoc on Darius. Vincent didn't hate Darius, or any other Gwarda for that matter, he simply got pleasure from messing with the race.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Silence

“You have family, only a brother you clearly don't like to speak about. Fine. That's all right." She ran her fingers through her hair. "But don't ever say dreams are a waste. It's a miracle I can still speak of dreams and futures after all I've been through. There's love in this world, Thristan, love that can encompass the heart abiding in humans' mortal, fragile bodies. And there are stupid little humans like me, dreamers, who believe one day they'll find it.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Silence

“... I should take off this ridiculous hood so they can see my face and catch a glimpse at real perfection." (Vincent)
"Then you'd just be an enormous man with a hump and a beautiful face," Breccan said.
Vincent hissed. "And the fact remains... you do think I'm beautiful," he said as he started to leave.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Brilliance

“So, Gwarda...," she said with a sigh. "It's been a long day. You know my real name. Want to explain how that is?"
Breccan took a wider stance and crossed his massive arms over his chest. "Take off your hood.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Brilliance

“Vincent came within inches of her face. "You are a rare beauty, Sheirah." He drifted his eyes over her face. "But I shall not give you, or anyone my blood willingly or otherwise. I have made far too many mistakes to trust the likes of someone I have just met."
Meadow gazed into Vincent's eyes and smiled wryly. "You tell me the truth, archangel. For if you spoke to me lies, I would have known.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Brilliance

“Your life, your breath, do they diligently seek,
Beyond the ridge to Willows Peak.
Go tortured soul! Go the weak!
Fall into their arms which eagerly reach,
Your spirit will they shackle and keep,
buried in the darkness of Willows Peak."
"Not the happiest poem in the world," Breccan remarked.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Brilliance

“Breccan. My name is Breccan... And you know I'm not talking about sex. Unless you are---" he recanted quickly. "Cause if that's the case... then yes, I'm so there," he said with a teasing smile. "But only cause you asked so nicely," he added.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Brilliance

“You kissed her? You kissed my mate?"
"Actually, the more I think about it, she kissed me. But I kissed her back."
"You kissed?" Breccan asked again.
"Yes. We kissed. Mouths tangled. Tongues involved. Kissed."
"I know what it means! Care to elaborate?"
"At one point she screamed.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Brilliance