Francisca

“He’s standing at the front door, hands shoved casually in his pockets, no fewer than six different guns pointed at his face.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“Her heart—it had been meant for her heart.
And he had taken that arrow for her.
The killing calm spread through her like hoarfrost. She’d kill them all. Slowly.
They reached the second bridge just as Aedion’s barrage of arrows halted, his quiver no doubt emptied. She shoved Rowan onto the planks. “Run,” she said.
“No—”.
“Run.”
It was a voice that she’d never heard herself use—a queen’s voice— that came out, along with the blind yank she made on the blood oath that bound them together.
His eyes flashed with fury, but his body moved as though she’d compelled him. He staggered across the bridge, just as—
Aelin whirled, drawing Goldryn and ducking just as the Wing Leader’s sword swiped for her head.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

“If you’re a monster, I’m a monster,” he said with a grin broad enough to show off his elongated canines.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

“Damn,” Kenji says after a moment. “Damn damn damn. This shit is bananas.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me