Clifford

“Did you splice my—DNA?”
Hannah puts her hand on the side of his face and looks him square in the eyes. “Your girlfriend was kind enough to let me pull some marrow from her rib, Romeo.”
― Joseph A. Anderson, Eden 2:b

“From up here, the world doesn’t seem so small and confining.”
― John Edgell, Seed of the Defiled

“He grimaced and went after her. “I’m not a trainer. Just spent a lot of time working out.” 

“Misspent youth, clearly.” She held the door open, standing just outside. 

“My application to princess school was rejected.” Callan exited the building and fell into step alongside her. “Working out was how I coped.”

Sunlight peeked out from behind striped clouds and lit the early-morning sky. Autumn weather chilled the perspiration on his skin. 

“Such a shame.” Meridian glanced up at him out of the corner of her eye. 

“What is?” 

“That you didn’t go to princess school. Could have learned some manners.” Her blue-green eyes sparked in the sunlight. And her mouth . . . Her lips set in some smart-looking, lopsided grin, with a small dimple. 

I should definitely kiss that look off her face.

“Overrated. Inefficient. And I look terrible in a tiara.”
― J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath

“Roars of outrage came from the city walls as the Erbean soldiers watched Alluen and her comrades draw their knives across the captives’ throats and drop them to the ground. Roth’s voice rose over the hubbub. “You may kill them all Burnett, but my gates will remain closed!”
― Robert Reid, White Light Red Fire