Dani P.

“Doesn’t count when you use your hands to do most of the work.” Nesta schooled her face into utter disdain, even as a hiss rose inside her. “I bet that isn’t what you’ve been telling yourself at night.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Silver Flames

“The center will hold.
Will it, Sydney? I wondered.
Because I’m falling apart.”
― Richelle Mead, The Fiery Heart

“She turned her head so slowly it was like watching a puppet move. Her eyes met his. Death watched him. But Death had walked beside him every day of his life. So Cassian stroked his thumb along her palm and said, “Hello, Nes.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“Sydney, I'm so happy to see you again. If there's anything I can do for you, please let me know. And you must be Neil."

"Your majesty." Neil swept her a bow so low that his forehead touched the ground. Above him, Adrian rolled his eyes.

"Easy there, Lancelot," Adrian said. "I don't think bowing is required when she's in jeans and bunny slippers.”
― Richelle Mead, The Fiery Heart