Ashley Maggio

“Why did bad boys like Jackson Deveaux always attract girls like Evie? It'd been that way at my high school. The only attention I had received from pretty girls was their laughter when I’d shown up for class with a busted lip or an awkward new cast.
They’d spurned me for things I could not control.
I remind myself that I took control of my parents – and I no longer have to worry about attracting a girl’s attention; I have a captive audience of beautiful females.
Yes, these days Arthur gets all the girls. I keep them in my basement. I nearly chuckle.”
― Kresley Cole, Poison Princess

“…Jackson muttered to me, ‘Bedlam.’
I was beginning to understand his compulsion to solve puzzles. Every few feet, a new mystery taunted me.
An eighteen wheeler lay atop a house. On my right, someone had painstakingly nailed a wedding dress and veil to a front door. A dingy sleeve waved in the wind.
To my left, a dead man and young boy were positioned in a front yard, as if they’d been making snow angels in the ash right up to the end.
On the side of a dumpster, someone had spray-painted: Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn…Whatever.”
― Kresley Cole, Poison Princess

“I glimpsed Death’s face for the first time.
Surprise rocked me. Death was the most beautiful boy I had ever imagined.
Looking to be no more than twenty years old, he was tall and broad-shouldered with a breathtaking face. I imagined some might describe his features as noble. His eyes glittered like…stars.”
― Kresley Cole, Poison Princess

“But the damage has been done. He’d grown so detached during his early abuse that he’d felt like two separate beings. And one was dead.
Rune had stifled the fire within himself for so long, he’d extinguished it. And yet his head thundered in his ears as he watched his voyeur melt into the crowd.”
― Kresley Cole, Sweet Ruin