Genie

“My mate. Death incarnate. Night triumphant.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“Well," Lucien said, his remaining russet eye fixed on me, "you don't look half as bad now. A relief, I suppose, since you're to live with us. Though the tunic isn't as pretty as a dress."

Wolves ready to pounce - that's what they were, just like their friend. I was all to aware of my diction, of the very breath I took as I said, "I'd prefer not to wear that dress"

"And why not?" Lucien crooned.
It was Tamlin who answered for me. "Because killing us is easier in pants.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places.”
― Ernest Hemingway

“I’m thinking,” he said, following the flick of my tongue over my bottom lip, “that I look at you and feel like I’m dying. Like I can’t breathe. I’m thinking that I want you so badly I can’t concentrate half the time I’m around you, and this room is too small for me to properly bed you. Especially with the wings.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury