Mari

“Ah, the rule that says that women aren’t allowed to be intelligent.” He brushed a kiss against her forehead. “Burn that one to the ground, Violet, and dance on the ashes. And damn anyone who tells you it’s selfish to do so.”
― Courtney Milan, The Countess Conspiracy

“A sign on the door proclaimed: "The countess is NOT to be bothered except in the cases of death, disembowelment, the Apocalypse, or the arrival of her mother.”
― Courtney Milan, The Countess Conspiracy

“By gad—do you mean to say I am as important a possession as your cattle?” She pressed her hand to her heart. “Oh, Dain, you are too devastatingly romantic. I am altogether overcome.”
― Loretta Chase, Lord of Scoundrels

“I may remember you, Scarlet,” he bellowed, backing up when she grabbed her fork and held it out like a dagger. She’d murdered men with less. Even immortals. “But you haven’t haunted me.” Motions stiff, he raised his shirt. Amid the cuts, above his heart, was a tattoo of eyes. Dark eyes. Like hers. “Don’t you see? You…haven’t…haunted…me.”
― Gena Showalter, The Darkest Lie