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“So you're saying you'd settle for a boring romance if it ends well?'

'Yes. I would gladly take an uneventful happily ever after.'

Jacks smirked. 'No, you wouldn't. You wouldn't have been happy with Luc, and definitely not forever. The two of you aren't well suited. He's not half as strong as you- he didn't even hesitate before he tried to bite you. And he wouldn't have turned himself to stone to save you.'

'You don't know that.'

'Yes, I do. There's always a way to break a curse. As soon as you drank from Poison's goblet, it refilled. I didn't stay to explain the rules, but they would have appeared on the side of the cup. Luc could have saved you if he wanted.”
― Stephanie Garber, Once Upon a Broken Heart

“Wait- are you saying that your kiss isn't deadly if you don't want it to be?'

'Careful, Little Fox, you sound curious. But you shouldn't be.”
― Stephanie Garber, Once Upon a Broken Heart

“You sound jealous.'

'If you think I'm jealous because someone else got to stab you, then you're right.'

'Prove it.'

She heard the slump of his dagger as it fell at her feet. It was the jeweled one he carried everywhere. So many of the gems were missing, but the knife's hilt still glittered in the torchlight, pulsing blue and purple, the colour of blood before it was spilled.

'What am I supposed to do with this?'

'You might want to use it, Little Fox.' The corner of his mouth twitched as he slowly slid his pale hands through the bars of the gate and broke the lock in half. It could have been a twig, a piece of paper, or her.”
― Stephanie Garber, Once Upon a Broken Heart

“His teeth grazed her pulse.

'Jacks-' It was suddenly impossible to form words. His mouth was against her throat and his teeth were on her skin. HIs teeth! Evangeline finally pressed against his chest. But it was as useless as trying to battle a block of marble. Hot, sculpted marble. She wanted to tell him not to bite her, but saying the word bite didn't seem like the wisest idea just then. 'You won't want this later.'

'Not really thinking about later.' He licked her, one languorous stroke up the column of her neck.

She gasped. 'You don't even like me.'

'I like you right now. I like you a lot.' He gently sucked her skin. 'In fact, I can't think of anything I like more.”
― Stephanie Garber, Once Upon a Broken Heart