Jolly Per

“his chin dimpling like an orange,”
― Mary E. Pearson, The Beauty of Darkness

“whore, whore, whore—”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“I was a fae prince, and now I’m Prisca’s mate and husband. I know which titles mean more to me. Which titles I wear with pride and will until the day I die. Besides, she has a title of her own.” “Her title as the hybrid heir?” “No.” I bared my teeth. “Mine.”
― Stacia Stark, A Queen This Fierce and Deadly

“It’s like a circus full of elephants escaped out here. What’s with all the thundering feet? You’re interrupting my beauty sleep,” Mrs. Tweedy said. She was wearing a housecoat and holding what looked like a martini. “You sleep with a martini?” Nolan asked. “This is my middle-of-the-night nightcap.”
― Lucy Score, Things We Hide from the Light