Jenneke

“Then in one move, I pick up his plate—and smash the apple pie in his stupid, handsome face. “Kiss this, asshole.” I straighten up and slap the check down. “Here’s your bill; leave the money on the table. There’s the door—use it before I come back with my baseball bat and show you why they used to call me Babe Ruthette.” I”
― Emma Chase, Royally Screwed

“It’s more than that. You’d take a bullet for him if you had to.” I didn’t answer. “You would! Oh, my goodness!” I stood. “I’m going to grab some of those dresses. I’ll be right back.” I tried not to be afraid of the thoughts in my head. Because if it was a choice between him or me, I didn’t think I’d be able not to put him first. He was the prince, and his life was invaluable to the country. But more than that, it was invaluable to me. I shrugged the thought away. Besides, it wasn’t as if it would ever happen.”
― Kiera Cass, The Queen

“I saw your interview,” she tells me. “You should smile more. You used to seem like such a happy boy.”

“I’ll try to remember to pretend to be happier.”
― Emma Chase, Royally Screwed

“King.
Christ my stomach rolls every time I think the word. When someone says it aloud I gag. If’ I’m supposed to be the Great Royal Hope for my country, we’re all well and truly fucked.”
― Emma Chase, Royally Matched