Lara

“Look at the time." I tipped my chin toward the clock. "It's past midnight. It's January second. You lost."
For several moments he stared at the clock like it was an Arum he was about to blast into the next county and then his eyes found mine. Daemon smiled. "No. I didn't lose. I still won.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Onyx

“I rolled my eyes. "I'm sure I'll hold out until Halloween."
"That's already passed."
"Exactly," I muttered”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Onyx

“The doorknob twisted. “I’m coming with you.”
I ran over and held it shut. “No, you are so not. We can’t carry your unconscious body around the Center. Besides, I need you here. If something goes wrong, I can’t handle you getting hurt.”
“Wait, so it’s okay if I get hurt?” Jack asked.
“Yes,” I snapped at the same time as Lend and Arianna.
“As long as you’re sure, then,” Jack muttered.”
― Kiersten White, Endlessly

“What are we going to do kitten?”
My toes curled at the deep octave of his voice. "I don’t know."
“I have a few ideas.”
I cracked a grin. “I'm sure you do.”
“Wanna hear about them? Although, I'm much better at the show part rather than the tell.”
“Somehow, I believe you.”
“If you didn’t, I could always give you a teaser.” He paused, and I could hear the smile in his voice. “You bookish people love teasers, don’t you?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Onyx