Dahrose

“Oh, I’m sure he’s fine. Last I heard he’s holed up on his boat, recuperating, probably taking some me time, reassessing his life choices and all that crap. All I’m saying is, if you’re not fast enough to get out of the way of a flying fairy figurine fired from a makeshift cannon, cobbled together by a seven month old, then maybe it’s time to get out of the espionage game.”
― Jane Cousins, To Crave A Curse

“That scar you flaunt is beyond hideous. I suggest you wear a scarf or a large necklace at the very least, to provide a distraction from such a glaring flaw.”
“Ah, now your rumoured exceedingly large collection of scarves and enormous necklaces makes sense.”
― Jane Cousins, The Beast Of Gloomenthrall: A snarky, hot and fun romantasy.

“I don’t like to be one to say I told you so.” Perri nudged her sister, as Alia stifled yet another yawn. “But the two of us would have made dreadful nuns.”
― Jane Cousins, The Beast Of Gloomenthrall: A snarky, hot and fun romantasy.

“And I’ve grown up in the Southern Sanctuary. You know, where an apocalypse is thwarted every other Tuesday.”
“Yeah. But not by you. Tell me, when was the last time an apocalypse was foiled thanks to your Mocha Jaffa Fudge Bars?”
― Jane Cousins, To Crave A Curse