“His affection for the human grew steadily by the day. Sometimes by the minute. And it wasn’t simply her beauty, but her utter lack of fear of everything and anything except her brother. She didn’t fear dying. She didn’t fear battle. And, most importantly, she didn’t fear Fearghus. She touched him. Ran her hands across his scales and through his mane.
But it was when he covered her up with the fur and she sighed his name in her sleep, that he lost his heart.”
― Dragon Actually
But it was when he covered her up with the fur and she sighed his name in her sleep, that he lost his heart.”
― Dragon Actually
“She started it,” Briec stated before holding his “perfect” daughter out to Talaith and announcing, “She
looks to need nourishment. Unleash your breasts for her.”
― Last Dragon Standing
looks to need nourishment. Unleash your breasts for her.”
― Last Dragon Standing
“What are we doing with him?" Briec asked eagerly. "Are we throwing him out a window? Let's throw him out a window! Or off the roof!”
― What a Dragon Should Know
― What a Dragon Should Know
“Fighting her smile, his sister reached over and ran her hand through his hair. “That, my sweet brother, is called heartbreak.”
He glanced down at his chest. “Will that be a physical deformity?”
― About a Dragon
He glanced down at his chest. “Will that be a physical deformity?”
― About a Dragon
“Talaith leaned forward, studied her youngest daughter. “You think you’re evil?”
“Pure evil,” Izzy clarified, which got her a rather vicious glare from Rhi. An expression Dagmar had never thought the young,
perpetually smiling or sobbing girl was capable of.
“Why would you think you’re evil?”
“It’s a feeling I have.”
“No. Someone told her.”
Rhi glowered at her sister. “I never said that.”
“You didn’t have to,” Izzy shot back. “I know you.”
“Well, who told her that?” Talaith demanded.
And, as one, they all turned and looked at Gwenvael.
He blinked, sat up straight. “I would never say such a thing to my dear sweet niece!”
“You said it to me,” Talwyn snapped.
“That’s because you’re not my dear sweet niece. You’re the rude little cow who threw a knife at my head.”
“I wasn’t aiming for you. I was aiming for Mum.”
“She’s right,” Annwyl admitted. “I just ducked behind you.” She shrugged. “Sorry.”
― How to Drive a Dragon Crazy
“Pure evil,” Izzy clarified, which got her a rather vicious glare from Rhi. An expression Dagmar had never thought the young,
perpetually smiling or sobbing girl was capable of.
“Why would you think you’re evil?”
“It’s a feeling I have.”
“No. Someone told her.”
Rhi glowered at her sister. “I never said that.”
“You didn’t have to,” Izzy shot back. “I know you.”
“Well, who told her that?” Talaith demanded.
And, as one, they all turned and looked at Gwenvael.
He blinked, sat up straight. “I would never say such a thing to my dear sweet niece!”
“You said it to me,” Talwyn snapped.
“That’s because you’re not my dear sweet niece. You’re the rude little cow who threw a knife at my head.”
“I wasn’t aiming for you. I was aiming for Mum.”
“She’s right,” Annwyl admitted. “I just ducked behind you.” She shrugged. “Sorry.”
― How to Drive a Dragon Crazy
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