Strong Female Protagonist Quotes

“The violence of nature masks the beauty and joy that hide just beneath the surface.”
― Jack Borden, The Lost City: An Epic YA Fantasy Novel

“You must tell the true story of the Arkstone and the Toltecs — and the
Turanians. Through you and your tale those who are born into humankind
in later years will remember. You will stir their soul memories.”
― Candace L. Talmadge, Stoneslayer: Book One Scandal

“Joe bedachte sie mit einem letzten finsteren Blick und wandte sich ab, dabei seine sporenbewehrten Fersen in die Seiten seines Pferds pressend, um es wieder anzutreiben. Doch im nächsten Augenblick riss er in erschrockener Hast die Zügel zurück und hob die Hand zum Zeichen, dass Katherine ebenfalls anhalten sollte. Sein Gesicht verriet Alarmbereitschaft.
Irritiert folgte sie seinem Blick.
Auf einer nahen Anhöhe sah sie sieben indianische Krieger zu Pferd, die sie aufmerksam beobachteten.
Ein entsetztes Keuchen entfloh ihrer Kehle. Eilig zügelte sie den Rotfuchs und spürte, wie Panik sie ergriff.
Woher waren sie so überraschend gekommen? Noch vor einer Minute waren sie nicht da gewesen!
Mit unerschütterlicher Gelassenheit verharrten die Krieger nebeneinander auf dem Kamm des Hügels, hoheitsvoll, einschüchternd und furchterregend, während der unablässige Wind in ihrem langen Haar und den vielen Federn wühlte. Nicht einmal ihre Ponys schienen sich zu rühren.
»Arapaho«, raunte Joe ihr zu, ohne den Blick von den Indianern zu wenden.”
― Melanie Nova, Die Avantgardistin: Westwärts

“Der vernichtende Blick, den er ihr als Antwort zuwarf, besagte nur zu deutlich, dass er alles andere als einverstanden war.
»Einen Scheiß werd’ ich«, grollte er unwirsch.
In Anbetracht seines hitzigen Temperaments hatte Katherine nichts anderes erwartet. Dennoch verspürte sie Enttäuschung.
Nun gut, wenn er es so haben wollte.
Sie räusperte sich erneut, lauter diesmal, und sah ihn streng an. »Dann, Mr Buchanan, lassen Sie mir keine andere Wahl, als Sie zu entlassen.«
Er beugte sich weiter vor. Seine Augen wurden zu Schlitzen.
»Nein, Sie verschwinden von hier, gottverdammt! Nehmen Sie Ihre verfluchte Ostküsten-Arroganz und Ihr affektiertes Getue und kehren Sie dorthin zurück, woher Sie gekommen sind! Hier ist, verdammt nochmal, kein Platz für eine wie Sie!«
Seine unverblümten Worte ließen Katherine den Atem stocken.
»Sie vergessen sich, Mr Buchanan«, wies sie ihn zurecht. »Und Sie vergessen, wem diese Ranch gehört. Ich werde Ihr respektloses Gebaren mir gegenüber nicht länger hinnehmen. Darum werden Sie heute noch Ihre Sachen packen und die Ranch verlassen!«
Er biss die Zähne so fest aufeinander, dass seine Kiefermuskeln deutlich unter der Haut hervortraten. Einen Augenblick lang starrte er sie voller Wut an, dann stieß er sich unvermittelt von der Tischoberfläche ab und kam um den Tisch herum. Seine Sporenrädchen klirrten alarmierend. Er wirkte wie ein Panther, der zum todbringenden Sprung ansetzt.”
― Melanie Nova, Die Avantgardistin: Westwärts

“It had been years since she'd allowed her dreams unfettered access to her mind. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“A slow, tender smile spread across his face. He shrugged out of his coat, and tossed it over one arm, his dark eyes never leaving hers. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“Their kiss was deep and unhurried, as if he were memorizing the moment--and she was only too happy to let him. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“So Westbury isn't the sleepy backwater I think it is? Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“This whole evening is straight out of central casting for a fantasy New Year's Eve date. I'm certain they'd be drinking champagne. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“She didn't say what she was really thinking -- that she didn't want the night to end. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“I know about your past, Frank. The man sitting across from me today isn't that guy. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“The herd of rodents in the ceiling made another thundering pass to the other side of the room. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“You know how a cloud covers the sun, Lyla said, and then suddenly moves away--and it's as if God has shown a spotlight on the earth?" Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“I waited decades for a family I never thought I'd have--and look at me now. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“Oh, I can't wait!" Anita said, her voice as giddy as if the captain of the football team had asked her to the senior prom. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“Tim, Jeff, and Sam added their flashlight beams to hers as they all tried to see the mysterious contents. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“The next time you kiss me in this space will be when we're married. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“You're like a tonic for my soul. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“It was going to happen. I executed three fast spins out of sheer joy. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“She never got over the thrill of watching a woman don the dress she'd said yes to. A wedding dress lit up a woman like no other garment she'd ever own. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“The dress looked stunning on her -- anyone could see that. And Sunday knew it too. But there was no sparkle in her eyes. She looked like a cashier relieved her register had balanced -- satisfied but not overjoyed. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“Fiona finally rocked back on her heels and looked up at them. The smile on her face told them what they wanted to know before she spoke. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“It's romantic, generous--human. You're a modern-day fairy godmother. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“The most useful words in marriage--or parenting--are: 'Tell me more.”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“Sunlight streamed through the stained glass above the altar, casting colors like watercolor brushstrokes across the stone floor. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“Their kiss was sweet, certain, and sacred--the kind that bore witness to a love elevated to a lifetime commitment. Threads of Kindness”
― Barbara Hinske, Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series

“Wring his neck, then boil him! Make sure he’s nice and tender too. I’ll come back to eat him this evening.”
― Seirrielle Olyveire, Wangye, Your Consort Is a Walking Disaster: (Esthalis: Nire)

“You fool… lying there like a wooden log stretching out a branch at me all night.”
― Seirrielle Olyveire, Wangye, Your Consort Is a Walking Disaster: (Esthalis: Nire)

“If I don’t hurry up and have fun with him early on, he’ll probably get old and die after just a few breaths.”
― Seirrielle Olyveire, Wangye, Your Consort Is a Walking Disaster: (Esthalis: Nire)

“Think of it like you accidentally stepped in mud once. You just dipped your foot in water, shook it twice, and the mud fell right off.”
― Seirrielle Olyveire, Wangye, Your Consort Is a Walking Disaster: (Esthalis: Nire)