Noa Spira

“I need you," he said roughly. "Don't run away from me."
"How can you expect me not to run from you," said Alizeh, still trying to shake off her apprehension, "when you threatened just hours ago to have my eyes sewn shut?"
He looked sharply away from her then, a muscle jumping in his jaw. "I shouldn't have said that."
"And then you threw me off a cliff," she said, her voice a bit breathless even to her own ears.
"You wouldn't stop threatening to kill me," he said angrily, turning back to face her. "I was merely trying to change the subject.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“All right. Maybe I can get you one soul. Perhaps a tax collector...'cept they ain't human. Would they work? Or would you need, like, three of them to make up one normal person's soul? -Lift”
― Brandon Sanderson, Danzafilo

“Take care, Cyrus," she chided him. "If you keep laughing like that, I'm liable to think you have a heart."
"Oh, you needn't worry," he said, his smile fading. "I most certainly don't."
The nosta went cold.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“Alizeh was so powerful she claimed the devil as a friend, knew the sovereign of an enemy nation as an ally.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads