Emma Wegener

“You still out there, Princess?”
My lips parted as my eyes widened at the sound of his voice. It was Hawke. In that room. I couldn’t believe it.
“Or have you fallen to your death?” He continued. I briefly debated the merits of jumping. “I really hope that’s not the case since I’m pretty positive that would reflect poorly on me since I assumed you were in your room.” A pause. ”Behaving. And not on a ledge, several dozen feet in the air, for reasons I can’t even begin to fathom but am dying to learn.”?
“Dammit,” I whispered, looking around as if I could find another escape route. Which was stupid. Unless I suddenly sprouted wings, the only exit point was through the window.
A heartbeat later, Hawke stuck his head out and looked up at me. The soft glow of the lamp glanced off his cheekbone as he raised his brow.
“Hi?” I squeaked.
He stared at me a moment. “Get inside.”
I didn’t move.
With a sigh so heavy it should’ve rattled the walls, he extended his hand toward me. “Now.”
“You could say please,” I muttered.
His eyes narrowed. “There are a whole lot of things I could say to you that you should be grateful I’m keeping to myself.”
“Whatever,” I grumbled. “Move back.”
He waited, but when I didn’t take his hand, he disappeared back into the room, grousing under his breath. “If you fall, you’re going to be in so much trouble.”
“If I fall, I’ll be dead, so I’m not sure how I’d also be in trouble.”
“Poppy,” he snapped, and I couldn’t help it. I grinned.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“You're an absolutely stunning, murderous little creature.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“Sometimes people sneak up on you and suddenly you don't know how you ever lived without them.”
― Elle Kennedy, The Deal

“I would make this girl want me, need me, love me, because fuck if I was going it alone.”
― Danielle Lori, The Sweetest Oblivion