Bull Moon Rising Quotes

Have you ever found something you wish you could keep?" "You.

I know she’s got an incredibly soft heart that needs something to love. I want to be one of the things she loves.

What is it with you and asses?” Lark shrugs. “Asses are funny.

Now I’m picturing waking up every morning with Aspeth wrapped in my arms. I’m picturing her with more ridiculous cats, just so I can see her smile as she pets them. I’m picturing her with artifacts in her hands, her eyes shining with excitement. I’m picturing her in my life, as my wife.

How do you know your father won’t gamble it away?” I don’t. “I’ll figure something out. Maybe I’ll tell him it has a curse on it, and if it’s sold or used for gambling, he’ll be doomed.” “Tell him it has an ass-pox,” Lark says. Mereden gives her a strange look. “What is it with you and asses?” Lark shrugs. “Asses are funny.

The priestess hurries away, and Aspeth shoots me a curious look. “Should I inquire about the ring ceremony?” In which she fits a ring around my cock and balls to show that she owns me, and I pierce her cunt with a matching (slightly smaller) one to show my side of fealty?

Have you ever found something you wished you could keep?” You. The foolish thought bubbles up and I push it away, because it’s likely moon-induced. Ours is a marriage of convenience, nothing more.

I’ll make sure you don’t feel things are lacking. Trust me.

I’ve lost my heart somewhere along the way to this huge, fierce Taurian who hates spiders.

There’s a Taurian ring ceremony that needs to happen.

Doing this has made us more than a team. We're friends, we have one another's backs, and we are going to join this fucking sausage party of a guild and turn it inside out.

They’re watching us, just like we were watching,” I tell her with ragged breaths. “Give them a show, little bird.

Tell me if you think I have good control over my hand, hmm?

and I enjoy her intelligence. I actually look forward to our next rest period in the tent.

because there’s already a Chatworth Hold. You can leave all of this for someone else, or you can take the rings and keep them together as they were intended to be.” Her voice grows soft. “You can honor the people they came from.” “How do I do that?” I ask, aching. “Name your kids after them,” Lark suggests. “I can’t pronounce their names!” “You’d better mucking practice,” Lark replies, but there’s a gentle note in her brusque words. “Make sure their names live on. Make sure their love lives on. What greater way to honor them?

You’re sure?” Gwenna sputters at Lark, furious. “Of course I’m not sure! We’re following a fucking stick!

Now, show us something so we can move on with our lives—” The stick jumps in her hands. At least,

I’m already married, though. And Hawk doesn’t want me, either.” Gwenna gives me an impatient look.

No orifice is safe—

Aspeth. I can hear you thinking.” I sigh. “Whatever comes next, we do it together. Remember?” He kisses my knuckles again. “I love you, little bird.” I blink up at him in wonder. It’s the first time he’s told me that he cares for me. “I love you, too, Hawk. My husband.