Fen'Harel

“Peter’s first comment was, “I hate Mexican food.” Donna said, “Peter,” in a warning voice. But I added my two cents worth, “Me, too.” Peter looked at me sideways, as if he didn’t trust my show of solidarity with him. “Really?” I nodded. “Really.” “Ted picked the restaurant,” he said. “Think he did it just to be irritating?” I asked. Peter was looking directly at me, eyes a little wide. “Yeah, I do.” I nodded. “Me, too.” Donna had an open-mouthed astonished look on her face. “Peter, Anita.” She turned to Edward. “What are we going to do with the two of them?”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, Obsidian Butterfly

“BOOM! Gabriel roared, leaping in his chair and clapping his hands.
Jean-François paused his writing, raised an eyebrow.
‘Must you, Silversaint?’
'Must I what?'
‘Carry on like a drunken troubadour in a brothel pantomime.'
Gabriel shrugged, refilling his goblet. 'In life, always do what you love.”
― Jay Kristoff, Empire of the Damned

“Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop.”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

“Who’d deny a poor cripple his cane?”
“If the cripple is you, then any man with sense.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows