MAGGS

“Once upon a time, a girl who believed in fairytales stole the heart of a prince who had sworn to never love.”
― Stephanie Garber, A Curse for True Love

“You’re the most beautiful thing on earth,” he whispers against my neck, peppering kisses there as he meets my gaze in the mirror. “I’m lucky you allowed me in your life.” Kiss. “I’m lucky you love me.” Kiss. “I’m lucky you’re letting me fight your demons with you.”
― Rina Kent, God of Fury

“I love him with my sane and insane parts. He’s my lotus flower. My Prince Charming. The love of my life. Mine.”
― Rina Kent, God of Fury

“Don’t call her Sunshine,” he commanded. “Why not?” If Carrion’s plan was to poke the bear, then he sure as hell knew how to go about it. But Kingfisher didn’t respond to the taunting note in his question. He just cocked his head a little, nostrils flaring, and spoke in a low rumble. “Because she is moonlight. The mist that shrouds the mountains. The bite of electricity in the air before a storm. The smoke that rolls across a battlefield before the killing starts. You have no idea what she is. What she could be. You should call her Majesty.”
― Callie Hart, Quicksilver