Jack Barlowe Quotes

“You could have killed him and saved us all a lot of drama.'

'I didn't want to kill him.' I roll my shoulders, testing it. Sore, but not dislocated. My face is tender, too. 'I just wanted him to stop killing me.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“She destroyed my shoulder!' Jack cries, stumbling to his feet and distracting the others. 'I can't move it!' He clutches the joint, and I grin.

'That's the thing about having weak joints,' I say, palming another blade. 'You know exactly where to strike.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You should show that little trick to Jack Barlowe,' Xaden says, turning his palms upward and offering me my daggers.

'I'm sorry?' This is a trick. It has to be a trick.

He moves closer, and I lift my blade. My heart stumbles, the beat irregular as fear floods my system.

'The neck-snapping first-year who's very publicly vowed to slaughter you,' Xaden clarifies as my blade presses against his cloak at the level of his abdomen. He reaches under my cloak and slides one blade into the sheath at my thigh, then pulls back the side of my cloak and pauses. His gazes locks onto the length of my braid where it falls over my shoulder, and I could swear he stops breathing for a heartbeat before he slides the remaining dagger into one of the sheaths at my ribs. 'He'd probably think twice about plotting your murder if you threw a few daggers at his head.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“there's no satisfaction in watching Jack struggle. Feral dogs bite harder when they're cornered.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“And I can’t help but wonder if somewhere, on some plane of existence, Malek sits on his throne, angry that I stole a soul from his grasp.
But then again, I gave him Jack’s.
Of course, it might have broken mine forever.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“I didn't hide out there, and I'm not hiding here,' I raise my chin. 'I'm not the one who ran.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“She's only alive because of you,' Jack spits, but the blood drains from his face.

'Right, because I'm the one who buried a dagger in your shoulder at Threshing.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Bet you wish you could throw that blade, don't you?' he taunts, knowing I won't break a rule when it can hurt someone in the matches going on around us.

'Bet you wish you didn't know what it feels like to dig out one of my knives, don't you?' I retort.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You ran,' I snarl, wishing I could lunge forward and beat the shit out of him, but forcing my feet to stay planted where they are. 'That day in the field, you fucking ran when it was three on one, and we both know when it comes down to it, you'll run again. That's what cowards do.'

Jack flushes, his eyes nearly bugging out of his face.

'Oh, for fuck's sake, Violet,' Dain mutters.

'She's not wrong,' Xaden drawls.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing