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I have a fetish for damsels in distress.” “Don’t be sexist.” “Not at all. My services are also available to gentlemen in distress. It’s an equal opportunity fetish.
Cassandra Clare (City of Glass (The Mortal Instruments, #3))
I look up to say something but he puts his finger to my lips and whispers, “Don’t talk. You’ll just spoil my fantasy of rescuing an innocent damsel in distress as soon as you open your mouth.
Susan Ee (World After (Penryn & the End of Days, #2))
This isn't a romance. You're not a damsel in distress and I'm not the handsome prince come to save you.
C.J. Roberts (Captive in the Dark (The Dark Duet, #1))
So are you going to be my knight in shining armor or what?' Kent does a little bow. 'You know I can't resist a damsel in distress.
Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
I don't damsel well. Distress, I can do. Damseling? Not so much.
James Patterson (Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports (Maximum Ride, #3))
I'd never been a good damsel in distress. I was a "hands-on" damsel.
Jenny Trout (Possession (Blood Ties, #2))
I'm done being the damsel in distress. I don't need anyone to save me.
C.J. Roberts (Seduced in the Dark (The Dark Duet, #2))
I’m not a damsel and there is no distress
Carrie Jones (Need (Need, #1))
But you're a prisoner," said Thorne. "I prefer damsel in distress," she murmured. One side of Thorne's mouth quirked up, into that perfect half smile he'd had in his graduation photo. A look that was a little bit devious, and all sorts of charming. Cress's heart stopped, but if they noticed her melting into her chair, they didn't say anything.
Marissa Meyer (Cress (The Lunar Chronicles, #3))
Isn't that what a gentleman does? Rescues a damsel in distress?
Julianne Donaldson (Edenbrooke (Edenbrooke, #1))
I have to get back there." I said to Adrian. "Into that door." He arched an eyebrow. "What, like sneaking in? How very black ops of you. And oh, you know— dangerous and foolish." "I know." I said, surprised at how calm I sounded as I admitted that. "But I have to know something, and this may be my only chance." "Then I'll go with you in case that guy comes back," he said with a sigh. "Never let it be said Adrian Ivashkov doesn't help damsels in distress.
Richelle Mead (Bloodlines (Bloodlines, #1))
I've done nothing for the past five years but try to be the hero who protects her. The problem? Heroines don't need protecting.
Colleen Hoover (Maybe Someday (Maybe, #1))
Because if there was one thing Cress knew about heroes, it was that they could not resist a damsel in distress. And she was nothing if not in distress.
Marissa Meyer (Cress (The Lunar Chronicles, #3))
I might be the only chick in the group, but that didn't make me the damsel in distress.
Jeaniene Frost (This Side of the Grave (Night Huntress, #5))
She managed a smile. "You're kind of pushy, you know." He shrugged. "I have a fetish for damsels in distress." "Don't be sexist." "Not at all. My services are also available to gentlemen in distress. It's an equal opportunity fetish," he said, and with a flourish, offered his arm again.
Cassandra Clare (City of Glass (The Mortal Instruments, #3))
Let Valten go save his own damsel in distress. I'm sure there are other maidens he can fall in love with.
Melanie Dickerson (The Fairest Beauty (Hagenheim, #3))
Aunt Syl must have conveniently stopped reading the childhood fairy tales when the knight left the damsel in distress to pursue a better damsel out of my bedtime routine.
Rachel Higginson (Endless Magic (Star-Crossed, #4))
Lily lit up. “Do I want to come on a bro road trip with you, rushing to the aid of gorgeous damsel in distress, Jem I’d-love-to-climb-’em Carstairs?
Cassandra Clare (The Land I Lost (Ghosts of the Shadow Market, #7))
It [Ashfair House] was an old fashioned house—the sort of house in fact, as Strange expressed it, which a lady in a novel might like to be persecuted in.
Susanna Clarke (Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell)
Don't talk. You'll just spoil my fantasy of rescuing an innocent damsel in distress as soon as you open your mouth.
Susan Ee (World After (Penryn & the End of Days, #2))
What makes you think I'm giving you a ride?” “Because I'm a damsel in distress,” she said. “And you are a knight in whatever. A really dirty car.
Neil Gaiman (American Gods (American Gods, #1))
I'm a damsel, I'm in distress, I can handle this. Have a nice day!
Walt Disney Company
Single ladies, we are not Damsels in Distress…we are Divas that Impress!
Mandy Hale (The Single Woman: Life, Love, and a Dash of Sass)
I accepted being a damn damsel in distress for you. You can be the hunky archangel in distress for once.
Nalini Singh (Archangel's Heart (Guild Hunter, #9))
Sober or blotto, this is your motto: keep muddling through.
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress)
You’re not a very pleasant damsel in distress,” Park remarked. “And you’re a shitty Lassie. Timmy never had to wait this long when he fell down a well.
Charlie Adhara (The Wolf at the Door (Big Bad Wolf, #1))
Well, sorry pet, I don't want to be fixed. Whatever your little schoolgirl brain told you about men is absurdly wrong. This isn't a romance. You're not a damsel-in-distress and I'm not the handsome prince come to save you.
C.J. Roberts (Captive in the Dark (The Dark Duet, #1))
Want to talk third wave feminism, you could cite Ariel Levy and the idea that women have internalized male oppression. Going to spring break at Fort Lauderdale, getting drunk, and flashing your breasts isn't an act of personal empowerment. It's you, so fashioned and programmed by the construct of patriarchal society that you no longer know what's best for yourself. A damsel too dumb to even know she's in distress.
Chuck Palahniuk (Snuff)
The only thing true about what you just said was the storybook damsel part - and that only because you're pretty enough to be one.
Richelle Mead (The Golden Lily (Bloodlines, #2))
Raise your daughter so she is not a damsel in distress. Raise her so she can be the one saving herself. - Raising A Strong Daughter: What Fathers Should Know by Finlay Gow JD and Kailin Gow MA
Kailin Gow
A damsel in complete distress was a burden to her protectors; one familiar with self defence, not as much.
Grace Draven (Eidolon (Wraith Kings, #2))
See what I mean? You fell off. You're such a damsel in distress.
Peach-Pit
I'm not really what you'd call a damsel in distress." "I hate fucking damsels. Always in such distress. Who wants a high-maintenance girl like that?
Juliette Cross (Darkest Heart (Dominion, #1))
I saw myself as a knight-errant...but the damsel in distress stabbed me in the back, my sword shattered on the dragon's hide, and my grail turned out to be the bottom of a whiskey bottle.
Simon R. Green (Something from the Nightside (Nightside, #1))
So what if he's hot, sometimes. Like every time I look at him. Besides, annoying he may be, but he's had his shining White Knight Moment, what with the whole saving-me-and-my-best-friend-from-a-brawl-and-probable-jail-time thing. Even if I'm no damsel in distress and he's miles away from Prince Charming, such displays of gallantry, combined with his not-bad-okay-actually-pretty-good looks, make my strange lusty feelings completely justified. Practically obligatory, even.
Hannah Harrington (Saving June)
Need someone to rescue?” She interrupted him again, spitting her words out with all the rage, contempt, and anger she had bottled up inside. “I’m not a damsel in distress, and you sir, are no knight in shining double breasted, JC Penny!
Dennis Sharpe (Wednesday)
Lord Marshmoreton: I wish I could get you see my point of view. George Bevan: I do see your point of view. But dimly. You see, my own takes up such a lot of the foreground
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress)
Excuse me? "I am not a damsel in distress. If I were, do you think I could do that?" I point to the two unconscious goons I had taken out." "You're not an average damsel in distress, I'll give you that.
Jes Drew (The Time I Saved the Day (The Ninja and Hunter Series #1))
I don’t need saving – I’m not your damsel in distress And you’re not my knight in tarnished armor. ..... Don’t spare me, Certainly don’t protect me, I won’t break.
Jenn Waterman (Persevering Phoenix)
Mosca said nothing. The word ‘damsel’ rankled with her. She suddenly thought of the clawed girl from the night before, jumping the filch on an icy street. Much the same age and build as Beamabeth, and far more beleaguered. What made a girl a ‘damsel in distress’? Were they not allowed claws? Mosca had a hunch that if all damsels had claws they would spend a lot less time ‘in distress’.
Frances Hardinge (Fly Trap)
I’m not the damsel in distress. I’m the villain. It’s only a matter of time before he realizes this.
Stacey Trombley (Naked)
If what he says is true, that makes him my savior… my knight in shining armor, even if I refuse to buy into being the damsel in distress.
J.M. Darhower (Monster in His Eyes (Monster in His Eyes, #1))
...as your father, my instinct is to protect you ... Other people will want to protect you too. But remember that you are not a damsel in distress, waiting for some prince to rescue you. Forget the prince. With your brain and your resourcefulness, you can rescue yourself.
Brad Meltzer (Heroes for My Daughter)
These days when you kiss a prince you often run the risk of turning him into a frog. But don't let the ogres in shining armor get you down. There is no need for distress - you don't want to be anyone's damsel anyway. Simply remind yourself that you are busy racking up those 'frequent failure points' that will eventually pay for an all expenses paid trip to Mr Right.
Anthon St. Maarten
The proprietor of the grocery store on the corner was bidding a silent farewell to a tomato which even he, though a dauntless optimist, had been compelled to recognize as having outlived its utility.
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress)
Once upon a time... ...as a fair maiden lay weeping upon a cold tombstone, her heartfelt desire was suddenly made real before her: tall, broad of shoulder, attired in gleaming silver and gold, her knight in shining armor had come to rescue his damsel in distress....
Jude Deveraux (A Knight in Shining Armor (Montgomery/Taggert Family, #13))
[On Female Attraction to Men in Uniform] That male military persona feeds a subconscious, passive-aggressive female desire to dominate the warrior as he is perceived an iconic example of masculinity (particularly amongst traditionally warlike cultures). The damsel in distress theme always struck me as embodying this: the hapless, innocently beautiful woman unwittingly enraptures the heroic male so completely that he would risk all to submit to her at his own peril, and quite in spite of it.
Tiffany Madison
It's a damn good thing I'm not the damsel in distress type; we'd all be f*cked.
R.M. Gilmore
...the Colonel hadn't raised a damsel in distress. He'd raised a damsel who caused distress.
Melinda Leigh (Minutes to Kill (Scarlet Falls, #2))
Maybe she wasn't a damsel in distress, but it still felt nice to anchor herself to something before casting herself into the unknown.
Olivie Blake (The Atlas Six (The Atlas, #1))
You’re supposed to be the damsel in distress. We’re supposed to save you.” She snorted and pulled her hand away. “Times have changed.” “But what does that make us? Two dudes in distress? Pathetic.
Jennifer Foehner Wells (Fluency (Confluence, #1))
Because of their DNA, most men loved a damsel in distress. Every time a man sees a pretty lass in trouble, even the boorish slob-of-a-man transforms into a chivalrous knight-in-shining-armour. This was why most women (no matter how strong, competent or resourceful) were forced to act shy, demure and helpless so that their men could feel like strong grizzly bears or ferocious mountain lions.
Mallika Nawal (I'm a Woman & I'm on SALE (I'm a Woman, #1))
I remind myself that I'm no longer a damsel in distress. I can think this through. What I can't do? Base my decision on fear. Because, while I might be free to make my choice right now, I'll never be free from the consequences of that choice
Gena Showalter (Firstlife (Everlife, #1))
Despite what you may think, you can't control me. You need to understand that I'm not a damsel in distress, this isn't a fairytale, and you sure as hell are no Prince Charming." His mouth dropped open in shock as he pulled back slightly. "But...but...I'm almost freakishly charming. And I'd probably look good in a fluffy shirt.
Lauren Stewart (Jekyll (Hyde, #2))
In the case of our fair maiden, we have overlooked two very crucial aspects to that myth. On the one hand, none of us ever really believed the sorcerer was real. We thought we could have the maiden without a fight. Honestly, most of us guys thought our biggest battle was asking her out. And second, we have not understood the tower and its relationship to her wound; the damsel is in distress. If masculinity has come under assault, femininity has been brutalized. Eve is the crown of creation, remember? She embodies the exquisite beauty and the exotic mystery of God in a way that nothing else in all creation even comes close to. And so she is the special target of the Evil One; he turns his most vicious malice against her. If he can destroy her or keep her captive, he can ruin the story.
John Eldredge (Wild at Heart: Discovering the Secret of a Man's Soul)
The End" is just the beginning.
Kelsey Macke (Damsel Distressed)
Alana, we are soldiers, not fucking damsels in distress.
Brian K. Vaughan (Saga, Volume 5)
Holy shit, I am the damsel in distress and I might just be getting saved.
Tess Sharpe (The Girls I've Been)
Gripping his hand, she shook. “The name’s Neve, not damsel in distress.
Katherine McIntyre (Poisoned Apple)
Heroes became extinct when saving the world became more important to rescue a damsel in distress.
L.A. Serröt (Gris)
The knight returns with the damsel in distress," Jameson declared as I made my way toward him. He glanced toward Grayson. "You're the damsel." "I figured
Jennifer Lynn Barnes
Oh, come on," he replied. "It's not every day I get to rescue a damsel in distress." "That's because this damsel is usually pretty good at taking care of herself." "Which is why I have to take advantage of every opportunity.
Jaye L. Knight (Exiles (Ilyon Chronicles, #4))
That you could fix me? What’s more, that I could fix you? Well, sorry pet, I don’t want to be fixed. Whatever your little school-girl brain told you about men is absurdly wrong. This isn’t a romance. You’re not a damsel in distress and I’m not the handsome prince come to save you. You ran. I went to collect my property. End of story
C.J. Roberts (Captive in the Dark (The Dark Duet, #1))
He removes his jacket and wraps it around my shoulders, holding onto my arm as he walks me across the street. I feel a little pathetic with him assisting me—I can walk on my own. I don’t object though, and I feel like a hypocrite to the entire feminist movement. I’ve regressed to the damsel in distress.
Colleen Hoover (Slammed (Slammed, #1))
I’m no damsel in distress, trust me, I’ve survived a lot more than most, but you can’t underestimate the overwhelming power of someone swooping in to save you after a lifetime of having to save yourself.
Catherine Steadman (The Family Game)
We’re trained to help damsels in distress.” “If you ever call me that again, I’ll kick you in the soft parts.
Kristan Higgins (In Your Dreams (Blue Heron, #4))
It takes Elder about 2.5 seconds to reach my room after I com him. "What's wrong?" he asks, skidding through the door. I laugh at the way his eyes search my room, looking for a dragon to slay for his damsel in distress.
Beth Revis (A Million Suns (Across the Universe, #2))
You'd better come in handy. Something tells me we won't have time to be saving damsels in distress." Anna's brows knit. "Damsels? You get sliced open, burned, and dashed against the rocks about a thousand times or so. Then we'll see who the damsel is.
Kendare Blake (Girl of Nightmares (Anna, #2))
My entire life, I saw myself as the beautiful damsel or the graceful maiden. I was the princess searching for her knight. But with my newfound abilities, I finally discovered that, after all this time, I was the powerful witch.
Christina L. Barr
Sure you are," Jack replied. He sashayed up next to me, and yes, it was a sashay, he was far too damn smug for his good looks. Damn me for getting all girly inside at the sight of him coming over to rescue my damsel in distress. Then he became the ultimate man. He picked up the flat spare, looked at it, and said "Yep, it's flat." "What are you, a rocket scientist in your spare time?" "Only on the weekends.
Candice Gilmer (Fantasy Girl)
she was looking at him as if he'd just dropped fully formed from the sky.
Julia Quinn (An Offer From a Gentleman (Bridgertons, #3))
A literary mystery, a damsel in distress, and his rival deposed. If that doesn't get him here then he's not much of a knight in shining armor.
Charlie Lovett (First Impressions: A Novel of Old Books, Unexpected Love, and Jane Austen)
If only being a damsel in distress--and having a hero sweep in and save her--were a sensible plan.
Melissa Jagears (Pretending to Wed (Frontier Vows, #2))
I'm not a damsel in distress. I don't need saving. Especially not from you Mr. Miller.
Bri K Astrid (Wicked Fate)
Damsel in distress," she muttered, her mother's favorite cuss. Regular cursing made some people look down on a person, but imaginative cursing made a person feel better and those around smile.
Jordan Elizabeth
Professors have a lot of power.” I almost smiled. “Even medieval history professors?” “Especially medieval history professors,” he assured me. “Knights on horseback and all that?” A responding smile tugged at his mouth. “And damsels in distress.
Nina Lane (Arouse (Spiral of Bliss, #1))
There are monsters all around us They can be so hard to see hey don't have fangs, no blood-soaked claws They look like you and me. But we're not defenseless We're no damsels in distress Together we can fend off the attack All we gotta do is watch our backs. Your body is beautiful how it is Who you love is nobody's business We all contemplate life and death It's the poet who gives these thoughts breath. The monster is strong, don't be mistaken It thrives on fear-keeps us isolated But together we can fend off its attack All we gotta do is watch our backs. In your darkest hour When the fight's made you weary When you think you've lost your power When you can't see clearly When you're ready to surrender Give in to the black look over your shoulder I've got your back.
Gayle Forman (Sisters in Sanity)
This hurt is never going away. Ever. And neither is yours. But that doesn't mean life is over.
Kelsey Macke (Damsel Distressed)
I guess that,when it's done and you're done and everything has happened,that's when it's time to get up and start making things happen for yourself.
Kelsey Macke (Damsel Distressed)
I had rescued myself entirely.
Betsy Cornwell (Mechanica (Mechanica, #1))
And what if there are no damsels in distress? What if I knew that, and I called your bluff? Don't you think every kitten figures out how to get down, whether or not you ever show up?
Ani DiFranco (Ani Difranco: The Complete Lyrics)
Okay you guys need the dope on the real story of the princess and the frog...So once upon a time a beautiful independent confident princess came upon a frog sitting by a pond. The frog said to the princess 'I was once a handsome prince until an evil Witch put a spell on me.'...So the smart-assed frog said 'If you will just kiss me I will turn back into a prince. And then you'll marry me move into the castle with my mother and you can cook for me and clean my clothes have my children and live happy ever after while I go rescue a damsel in distress'...Later that night the princess laughed as she sat down to dinner. 'I don't think so ' she said and dug hungrily into her plate of frog's legs. And she lived happily ever after.
Phyllis Curott (The Love Spell: An Erotic Memoir of Spiritual Awakening)
What George was thinking was that the late king Herod had been unjustly blamed for a policy which had been both statesmanlike and in the interests of the public. He was blaming the mawkish sentimentality of the modern legal system which ranks the evisceration and secret burial of small boys as a crime.
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress)
Hey, Arnold," he said. I looked up 'in love with a white girl' on Google and found and article about that white girl named Cynthia who disappeared in Mexico last summer. You remember how her face was all over the papers and everybody said it was such a sad thing?" "I kinda remember," I said. "Well this article said that over two hundred Mexican girls have disappeared in the last three years in that same part of the country. And nobody says much about that. And that's racist. The guy who wrote the article says people care more about beautiful white girls than they do about everybody else on the planet. White girls are privileged. They're damsels in distress." So what does that mean?" I asked. "I think it means you're just a racist asshole like everybody else.
Sherman Alexie (The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian)
You can't just pick up a gun and become a gunfighter, or go off and explore for a new world, or pull a sword out of a stone, or rescue a damsel in distress, or-- so we play games and we read books because the world isn't the world we thought we were supposed to get, the world we thought we'd been promised by somebody. Because things didn't turn out the way they were supposed to. So we go someplace else.
J. Michael Straczynski (Spider-Man: One More Day)
Well I'm not going to hope that you get hurt, but if you do, remember that you're my damsel in distress, and no one is allowed to carry you." "I don't remember signing a contract." "All the more reason to promise me now." "What if you're not around when I get hurt?" "Send word, I`ll come running." "How big an injury does it have to be? Because sometimes I do this thing when I stand up too quickly and my ankle kind of twists a little---" "Sounds serious. You don't want to put any weight on that. I`d better carry you the next time that happens." "What if I skin my knee?" "I`ll carry you." "Charley horse?" "I`ll carry you." "Chipped toenail?" "Not worth taking a risk. I`ll carry you.” I grin at him [...] I have to admit -- he's funnier and smarter than I've given him credit for.
Claire LaZebnik (The Trouble with Flirting)
I had trained my whole life as a warrior. But in that moment I was the damsel-in-distress.
Rachel E. Carter (Candidate (The Black Mage, #3))
Correct me if I'm wrong," said the bat, "but would the main ingredient of water soup be water?
Vivian French (The Robe of Skulls (Tales from the Five Kingdoms, #1))
Before the Prince can save the damsel in distress, he has to slay the dragons that surround her castle. So do we all. Those dragons are our demons, our wounds, our egos, our brilliant ways of denying love to ourselves and others. The ego’s patterns have to be rooted out, detoxed from our system, before the pure love within us can have a chance to come forth.
Marianne Williamson (Return to Love)
You can't save the damsel if she loves her distress.
Anonomyous
I was going to rescue myself too. I wasn’t a fucking damsel in distress. I was a queen. And it was time to put on my crown.
Sarah Bailey (Cataclysm (Four Horsemen, #4))
Not all heroes come swooping in to rescue a damsel in distress. I think the greatest heroes are the ones that inspire us, the ones that help us recognize the hero within ourselves.
Jacqueline Simon Gunn (Chasing Kat (Hudson River #3))
Every damsel in distress deserves a hero...
Tracy Anne Warren (Her Highness and the Highlander (The Princess Brides, #2))
Or as Gabe had done, to rescue your betrothed from some evil force. That appealed to him. But he'd yet to find a damsel in distress, oppressed by evil and in need of rescue.
Melanie Dickerson (The Captive Maiden (Hagenheim, #4))
Seven years? By yourself?... you're a prisoner," said Thorne. "I prefer damsel in distress," she murmured.
Marissa Meyer (Cress (The Lunar Chronicles, #3))
Don’t talk. You’ll just spoil my fantasy of rescuing an innocent damsel in distress as soon as you open your mouth.
Susan Ee (World After (Penryn & the End of Days, #2))
What made a girl a damsel in distress? Were they not allowed claws? Mosca had a hunch that if all damsels had claws, they would spend a lot less time in distress.
Frances Hardinge (Fly Trap)
Well, don’t look at me because I’m not breaking a nail for some damsel in distress
Heather Couch (Reciprocal (Infinity #1))
why is it that we're always the damsels in distress? write more difficult women. write more angry women. write more unlikeable women. write more cunning women. write more women who revel in their wickedness. -show our complexity
Amanda Lovelace (Flower Crowns and Fearsome Things)
I have no idea why you have this impulse to fly in with your red cape like a nerdy Clark Kent and save the day, but no, thanks. You might look a little like him, but I’m not a damsel in distress.
Elena Armas (The Spanish Love Deception (Spanish Love Deception, #1))
What happened to the days of the hero rescuing the damsel in distress?" Not that I could envisage Heather as a damsel in distress. "Those days are long gone, Brendan. Nowadays, the damsel takes care of herself, and on occasion she might even rescue the hero, if she feels he deserves it." "I'm screwed, then.
Elizabeth Morgan (Cranberry Blood (Blood, #1))
Is it really for the tournaments or are you going for the women?” “You know, I’m not sure why you always make me out to be such a lady’s man,” Reuben admonished his father mildly. “I’m just looking for the perfect girl for me.” “Well,” growled the duke, “nobody could accuse you of not being diligent in your search, with close attention paid to every subject you study. Very close attention.” The young knight shrugged. “You can’t find the perfect girl if you aren’t looking, can you now? And as for your question—I am indeed going for the tournaments. And if I should happen to stumble over a dragon that needs to be slain or a damsel in distress on the way, I wouldn’t say no to that either.” “You’re mad! Completely mad!
Robert Thier (The Robber Knight (The Robber Knight Saga #1))
No," he said hoarsely, "the chair will do just fine, thank you." "If I know you are uncomfortable, I shan't be able to sleep." She sounded remarkably like a damsel in distress. Dunford shuddered. He had never been able to resist playing hero. Slowly he got to his feet and walked to the empty side of the bed. How bad could it be?
Julia Quinn (Minx (The Splendid Trilogy, #3))
One cowboy is never enough.
Vanessa Vale (Their Kidnapped Bride (Bridgewater Ménage, #1))
So, they don’t see me as a threat, do they? Then this damsel should be able to cause some serious distress…
K.M. Shea (Endings (King Arthurs and Her Knights, #7))
You’re no damsel-in-distress. If you were, you wouldn’t be the right woman for me. I like my heroines with backbone and bite.
N.D. Jones (The Wish of Xmas Present (The Styles of Love, #2))
Twenty-five minutes ago, I was blissfully invisible. No laughing. No evil grins. No drama. And now? It couldn’t be more dramatic. I’ve got a stepsister masquerading as Cinderella, the chauvinistic villagers think I’m the ugly stepsister, and the boy coming to my side is more likely to snag a prince than I am.
Kelsey Macke (Damsel Distressed)
Penelope glared at her, “Madame said that men love damsels in distress. She failed to point out that damsels in distress look wretched, miserable and downright horrid.” “Men do love damsels in distress. We simply need to look lovely while fighting mortal peril.
Anya Wylde (Penelope (Fairweather Sisters, #1))
You don't get it. They gave me beauty and song, and then I was left in the woods to grow up for sixteen years before being handed over to you. I don't know anything about ruling. I don't even really know what taxes are. I was in the woods in the real world. In the dreamworld, I hid like a mouse and then organized balls and parties.
Liz Braswell (Once Upon a Dream)
On the whole, she reflected with a loopy clarity while pain clanged back and forth in her head and the guard held her upright, she liked being rescued. It was better than not being rescued. Definitely.
Stephen R. Donaldson (The Mirror of Her Dreams (Mordant's Need, #1))
It’s going to work.” “Classic,” Roarke said. “What’s going to work? What’s classic? I want my jacket.” “Forget it. You’re going to walk right up to Milo the Mole’s front door, and he’s going to answer.” “I am? He is?” “Damsel in distress, right?” Eve said to Roarke. “A very alluring damsel. Clever, Lieutenant.” “Oh, okay. I get it. I look like I’m in trouble—all alone, unarmed. Harmless. Girl. He opens up to find out what’s what. You should do it,” Peabody told Eve. “You’re the one with the tits. Men are stupid for tits.” “Harsh,” Roarke observed. “But largely true.” “Plus, you’re the type, obviously, who appeals to skinny geeks.” “Oh yeah,” McNab confirmed. “Completely.
J.D. Robb (Calculated in Death (In Death, #36))
Normally he was fond of most things. He was a good-natured and cheerful young man, who liked life and the great majority of those who lived it contemporaneously with himself. He had no enemies and many friends. But today he had noticed from the moment he had got out of bed that something was amiss with the world. Either he was in the grip of some divine discontent due to the highly developed condition of his soul, or else he had a grouch. One of the two.
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress)
There’s something primal, something instinctive, about being with a man like him. Like he could catch a fish if I were hungry or fix my car if I were stranded. I’m no damsel in distress, my father ensured I’d always have the tools to take care of myself, but I can’t deny how much I adore the feeling of being . . . safe.
Adriana Locke (Crank (The Gibson Boys, #1))
I gave in to the weight around me. I’d become the Lady of the Lake without Excalibur, the damsel in distress without the prince to save her, Dorothy without her slippers or Alice without her “drink me” potion. Fantastic dreams weaved into amazing tales of triumph over obstacles. I was not triumphant over anything. I was a coward.
Brynn Myers (Falling Out of Focus)
Whatever else she’d been on the verge of saying lodged in her throat as if her mind had suddenly registered what he'd meant. A solitary tear crested and trailed unchecked down her cheek. Oh, hell. At that moment, he'd give his life to take away the pain in her eyes. Her knees wobbled. “Come here.” He made the request, but she didn't move. And it took every last drop of patience he could muster not to drag her into him by force. But Eve was not a damsel in distress who needed a hero to save her. Not that she'd admit, anyway.
Jessica Lee (Undying Desire (The Enclave, #3))
Cinderella does not represent contemporary girls. Today’s girls are no ‘damsels-in-distress.’ They figure and solve problems, invent solutions, and herald in the new world order.
Tina Sequeira (Bhumi: A Collection of Short Stories)
Since when do princesses go on quests? They are the ones who remain safely locked away in towers playing the role of damsel-in-distress!
L.T. Suzuki (The Magic Crystal (The Dream Merchant Saga, #1))
But he had saved her. That was irrefutable. Maybe it didn't really matter why he'd come to Phillip's party, only that he had, and he had saved her.
Julia Quinn (An Offer From a Gentleman (Bridgertons, #3))
Like one kissed by a goddess in a dream, he walked on air; and, while one is walking on air, it is easy to overlook the boulders in the path.
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress)
But you’re a prisoner,” said Thorne. “I prefer damsel in distress,” she murmured. One
Marissa Meyer (Cress (The Lunar Chronicles, #3))
I am not a Damsel In Distress who needs a Prince Charming. I am more of Rani Laxmi Bai who rides a Sturdy Horse.
Nikita Dudani
I’m looking for a damsel in distress,” she said. “Seen any around?” I wriggled my fingers. “Right here.
Craig Schaefer (The Killing Floor Blues (Daniel Faust, #5))
Back to my hero/damsel in distress syndrome. I'd read too many fairy tales as a child, and I was too much of a realist not to enjoy being rescued once in a while.
Kim Harrison (Dead Witch Walking (The Hollows, #1))
What makes you think I’m giving you a ride?” “Because I’m a damsel in distress,” she said, “and you are a knight in whatever. A really dirty car.
Neil Gaiman (American Gods)
Damsel in distress activates your hero mode?
Tracy Deonn (Legendborn (Legendborn, #1))
I’m not a damsel in distress; I’m a dragon in a dress.
Tracy Wolff (Crave (Crave, #1))
I’m not usually a girl who hopes for a damsel-in-distress rescue but no matter the odds against it, this would be a freakin’ fantastic time for Raffe to come and sweep me into the sky.
Susan Ee (World After (Penryn & the End of Days, #2))
I don't believe in knights on white horses. Maybe I did once, but the only people out there searching for damsels in distress are more dangerous than anything said damsel leaves behind.
Katee Robert (A Worthy Opponent (Wicked Villains, #3))
Once upon a time there was a Scottish SAS soldier in Kabul. He met a Soviet Spetsnaz soldier. They were enemies first, then shagged for nine years, fell in love at some stage. Dragons, battles, and damsels in distress in between, until an evil wizard took the Spetsnaz away. The Scot and the damsel battled the vile foes, until the Russian returned, but the evil spell still hat him in its claws. More dragons, battles, knights in not-so shiny armour later, the spell got broken, the Princes got reunited, and our Russian and Scotsman kind of lived happily ever after." (Dan)
Aleksandr Voinov
He stood there a moment longer, fantasizing once again of rescuing Lori Love. She’d turned out to be a damsel in distress after all, but not the innocent, helpless kind. No, she was a damsel of a different sort. The brave kind who fought and lied and stole and did really dirty things with the knight in shining armor. Just before she sent him on his way with a pat on the back. And that was that.
Victoria Dahl (Start Me Up)
What are you doing?” he gasped. He looked slightly ridiculous. It was not as if he was a defenseless damsel in distress. He could have stopped me, if he wanted to. But he didn’t want to. Besides, I’ve always considered this to be the most idiotic question in the world. I’m pulling off your pants to have a good look at your dick and your ass, is the obvious answer. Looking being only the first step, by the way.
Boris Brannigan (The Gentle Predator Goes Shopping)
He chuckled. “Most girls want jewelry. Instead you want a balloon. How did I get to lucky? Which color do you want?” “That one,” I pointed to a pale blue one. The gray haired man running the balloon cart seemed to find Caeden and me very amusing. “Mommy! Mommy!” A little kid behind me shrieked. “I want one! Boon! Boon!” “No,” she said, from the tone of her voice I could tell she was exhausted. “Boon! Boon!” the little girl cried as the mom picked her up and balanced her on her hip. I looked over at Caeden and saw him holding two balloons. He grinned. “What? I heard someone else wanted a balloon and I just can’t resist a damsel in distress.
Micalea Smeltzer
This is not a romance. Romances are filled with valiant men and simpering damsels in distress. Romances have heroes worthy of the title. They slay dragons and climb towers to rescue beautiful princesses they immediately marry and impregnate. Romances end with a happily ever after. This is not a romance. This is a love story.
C.J. Roberts (Epilogue (The Dark Duet, #3))
we as authors have been writing about people we aren't for forever. We find a way to empathise, we find a way in. Female characters are no different. All they are are characters. They are people too. Instead of asking yourself, "How do I write this female soldier?" ask yourself, "How do I write this soldier? Where is she from, how was she raised, does she have a sense of humour? Is she big and tall, is she short and petite? How does her size affect her ability to fight? What is her favourite weapon, her least favourite? Why? Is she more logical than emotional? The other way around? Was she an only child and spoiled, was she the eldest of six siblings and a surrogate mother? How does that upbringing affect how she interacts with her team? etc etc and so forth." Notice how the first question gets you some kind of broad, generalised answer, likely resulting in a stereotype, and how the second version asks lots and lots of smaller questions with the goal of creating someone well rounded. One would hope, really, that we as authors ask such detailed questions of all our characters, regardless of gender. So let me, at long last, actually answer the original question: "How do I write a female character?" Write her the way you would write any other character. Give her dimension, give her strength but please also don't forget to give her weaknesses (for a totally strong nothing can beat her kind of girl is not a person, she's again a type - the polar opposite yet exactly the same as the damsel in distress). Create a person.
Adrienne Kress
They’ve been lying from the start. From the first time we read the words ‘once upon a time,’ we’re fed the idea that these girls—these gorgeous, demure, singing-with-the-wildlife girls—get a happy ending. And I get it. Poor thing had to do some chores around the house, fine. But the idea that she needs a magic old lady to come down and skim off the dirt so the prince will see her beauty? That’s ridiculous. Maybe she should have been working on her lockpicking skills instead of serenading squirrels. She could have busted out, hitched a ride to the castle, and impressed the prince with her safe-cracking prowess. Sorry, magic-fairy lady. She didn’t need your help.
Kelsey Macke (Damsel Distressed)
Love is the one thing that can exploit your soul to the world, and mine is already damaged enough. I don't get Prince Charming because I'm not the damsel in distress locked away in the lonely tower. I'm the fire breathing dragon guarding the gate
Monty Jay (Ice Hearts (Fury, #2))
Are we going to do this again?” I grumbled. “Do what?” “The damsel-in-distress and knight-in-shining armor bit.” Pain flashed in his eyes. “That's not how I see us,” he murmured, sliding his hand to the side of my neck. “I told you before, you're no damsel. You're more like a butt-kicking dragon.” He caressed my cheek with his hand. “Oh, thanks.” I attempted to sound annoyed, but his touch melted away the irritation in my voice. “Plus, I've worn armor before, and trust me, it's not my style.
Ada Adams (ReAwakened (Angel Creek, #2))
Well, I don't want to be looked after! I can't think of anything worse. I'm not a damsel in distress, a ... maiden waiting to be rescued. I don't need a knight in shining armor-- I want -- I want --" "What? What do you want?" "I want to be left alone.
Alex Michaelides (The Maidens)
He had second thoughts because I didn’t own a tiara I didn’t wear gowns I wore ripped jeans and kicks I slurped my soup and let my hair hang loosely, wildly off my shoulders I wasn’t a damsel in distress and didn’t need a prince to sweep me off my feet
Emily Curtis (in the absence of the sun)
few minutes later, when she momentarily forgot that the water was off and turned on the faucet, it ran beautifully. Andrew had, once again, succeeded. He’d arrived unannounced like a knight on his shiny white horse to save the damsel in distress. Damn him.
Bella Andre (Never Too Hot (Hot Shots: Men of Fire, #3))
At some point Ewan had taken off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. His forearms were bulging with muscle, and his shoulders appeared likely to rip through the thin linen of his shirt. Annabelle swallowed, thinking of Ewan without his shirt at their picnic. He wasn't even breathing hard. "Where do you get all these muscles?" she asked. "Lifting damsels in distress." He grinned at her, and there was a slight lurch as he leaped off the carriage and landed with a splash in the ditch.
Eloisa James (Kiss Me, Annabel (Essex Sisters, #2))
Hear him now as he toils. He has a long garden-implement in his hand, and he is sending up the death-rate in slug circles with a devastating rapidity.             "Ta-ra-ra boom-de-ay              Ta-ra-ra BOOM—" And the boom is a death-knell. As it rings softly out on the pleasant spring air, another stout slug has made the Great Change.
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress)
The fantasy bookshelf, complete with beautifully covered books about dragons and witches, is home to the third gargoyle statue, who has really fantastical wings and big claws curling around the miniature book she’s reading. Unlike the others, both of whom look ferocious, this girl looks mischievous, like she knows she’s going to get in trouble for being up way past her bedtime, but she just can’t put the story down. I decide instantly that she’s my favorite and pick out a book from her shelf to read tonight in case I can’t sleep. Then nearly laugh out loud as I trace my finger around the edges of a sticker that reads, “I’m not a damsel in distress; I’m a dragon in a dress.
Tracy Wolff (Crave (Crave, #1))
grandiose fantasies of rescuing distressed damsels.
Irvin D. Yalom (Momma And The Meaning Of Life: Tales From Psychotherapy)
Golf, like measles, should be caught young, for, if postponed to riper years, the results may be serious.
P.G. Wodehouse (Complete Works of P. G. Wodehouse "English Author and Humorist"! 34 Complete Works (Damsel in Distress, Adventures of Sally, Mike, Psmith Journalist, My Man Jeeves, Head of Kay's, Swoop) (Annotated))
Saving damsels in distress is all in a day’s work for your friendly local vampire.
Tiffany Allee (Don't Blackmail the Vampire (Sons of Kane, #2))
Don’t worry, he said, I never leave a damsel in the same state of distress I found her in.
Emily Carter
Cam was filled with the rage of a man unable to rescue his lady, even though she was only debatably in danger.
Eloisa James (Duchess in Love (Duchess Quartet, #1))
I press my cheek to his chest and listen to his heartbeat.
Kelsey Macke (Damsel Distressed)
Wow, it really got you," Hunter says, his voice laced with concern. "What did?" "The gas.
Jes Drew (The Time I Saved a Damsel in Distress (The Ninja and Hunter Series #2))
peculiarity of golf, as of love, that it temporarily changes the natures of its victims;
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress)
I have a fetish for damsels in distress.” “Don’t be sexist.” “Not at all. My services are also available to gentlemen in distress. It’s an equal opportunity fetish,
Cassandra Clare (City of Glass (The Mortal Instruments, #3))
He was, for a young man, extraordinarily obese. Already a second edition of his chin had been published,
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress :English-themed Hollywood musical comedy play)
Rescuing damsels in distress is right up our alley. We’re supposed to rescue at least one a week.
Jennifer Bernard (One Fine Fireman (The Bachelor Firemen of San Gabriel, #0.5))
Only remember, Miss Phoebe, it's you and I against the world, in defence of a distressed damsel.
Elizabeth Gaskell (Wives and Daughters)
Knights who go charging after fire-breathing dragons out of some sense of duty to protect their fair maidens die in vain.
Hideyuki Kikuchi (A Wind Named Amnesia / Invader Summer)
These damsel in distress roles were very common in the 1940s. Superman had Lois Lane, Batman had Julie Madison, Captain Marvel had Beautia Sivana, the Flash had Joan Williams, and the Spirit had Ellen Dolan. These women weren’t particularly well-rounded characters. Instead, they were defined only through their male love interests, existing solely to be rescued,
Tim Hanley (Wonder Woman Unbound: The Curious History of the World's Most Famous Heroine)
Two tramps of supernatural exuberance called at the cottage shortly after breakfast to ask George, whom they had never even consulted about their marriages, to help support their wives and children.
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress)
Achilles," I said. HIs eyes opened, and he was beside me before I could speak again. "Are you all right?" ... The skins whispered against each other as they parted for him, then slipped shut again.
Madeline Miller (The Song of Achilles)
I always imagined rape as this violent scene of a woman walking alone down a dark alley and getting mugged and beaten by some masked criminal. Rape was an angry man forcing himself inside a damsel in distress. I would not carry the trauma of a cliché rape victim. I would not shriek in the midst of my slumber with night terrors. I would not tremble at the sight of every dark haired man or the mention of Number 1’s name. I would not even harbor ill will towards him. My damage was like a cigarette addiction- subtle, seemingly innocent, but everlasting and inevitably detrimental. Number 1 never opened his screen door to furious crowds waving torches and baseball bats. Nobody punched him out in my honor. The Nightfall crowd never socially ostracized him. Even the ex-boyfriend who’d second handedly fused the entire fiasco continued to mingle with him in drug circles. Everybody continued with business as usual. And when I told my parents I lost my virginity against my will, unconscious on a bathroom floor, Carl did not erupt in fury and demand I give him all I knew about his whereabouts so he could greet him with a rifle. Mom blankly shrugged and mumbled, “Oh, that’s too bad,” and drifted into the kitchen as if I’d received a stubbed toe rather than a shredded hymen. Everyone in my life took my rape as lightly as a brief thunderstorm that might have been frightening when it happened, but was easy to forget about. I adopted that mentality as the foundation of my sex life. I would, time and time again, treat sex as flimsily as it started. I would give it away as if it was cheap, second hand junk, rather than a prize that deserved to be earned.
Maggie Georgiana Young (Just Another Number)
I still don’t know why I’m back.” “Whether as the chosen one, messiah, villain, or…the damsel in distress”—zie flashed a teasing smile—“you play a crucial part in our ability to survive and thrive.” “What are you not telling me?” “Did you know that some argue that the driving force behind the expansion of humanity’s universe is this repulsive gravity?” Sibyl stood up and skipped her way to the window. “Some call it dark energy. I sure would like to expand.
Alexandra Almeida (Unanimity (Spiral Worlds, #1))
…the rising movement of romanticism, with its characteristic idealism, one that tended toward a black-and-white view of the world based on those ideas, preferred for different reasons that women remain untinged by “masculine” traits of learning. Famous romantic writers such as Lord Byron, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, and William Hazlitt criticized the bluestockings. …and Hazlitt declared his 'utter aversion to Bluestockingism … I do not care a fig for any woman that knows even what an author means.' Because of the tremendous influence that romanticism gained over the cultural mind-set, the term bluestocking came to be a derogatory term applied to learned, pedantic women, particularly conservative ones. ... Furthermore, learned women did not fit in with the romantic notion of a damsel in distress waiting to be rescued by a knight in shining armor any more than they fit in with the antirevolutionary fear of progress.
Karen Swallow Prior (Fierce Convictions: The Extraordinary Life of Hannah More—Poet, Reformer, Abolitionist)
I’m sure all those damsels in distress really appreciate that,” I scoffed. “Oh, here I am, being held hostage. I hope some sword-swinging moron with no grasp of strategy comes storming in here to save me with a hi-ho and a happy hard-on.
Elliott James (In Shining Armor (Pax Arcana, #4))
I’m not interested in you. I will never be interested in you. In fact, I’m fucking allergic,” he says, his jaw clenched. “To you. I’m allergic to your big silver eyes and your pouty pink lips. To your blushing cheeks and your breathy voice. I’m allergic to the way you can’t stop watching me. I told you I’m not interested in Disney movies, didn’t I? I meant it. So I suggest you find someone else to play damsel in distress with. Someone else to solve your teenage problems. Someone your age, someone who’s probably still going through a fucking growth spurt or someone who spends his weekends playing video games and jerking off. From now on, if I catch you looking at me across the hallway or if I find you within ten feet of my office or me without reason, my sister’s best friend or not, I’ll personally make sure you never see the outside of that brick wall and those black metal gates for the rest of the year.” And then before he straightens up, he adds, “And I might be closer to your dad’s age than yours, but I do remember what people call you. And I also know what your name is, Bronwyn.
Saffron A. Kent (These Thorn Kisses (St. Mary's Rebels #3))
I figured you for a hooker." Lily blinked at him. Neither of them moved. Even Elvis quit singing... "A hooker?...What a dilemma for you, Detective Ross. Here you are, the quintessential defender against evil--" "Knock it off, Lily." "The epitome of all that's good--" Growling, he said, "You're asking for it." "A regular White Knight, and you thought the damsel in distress was a soiled dove."...Taking him by surprise, Lily drew up short, pulled him around, and threw herself into his arms. "You're precious, Parker, you really are." -Lily and Parker
Lori Foster (Yule Be Mine)
Ewan felt a searing stab of guilt. He'd taken an exquisite, laughing young woman away from the London ballrooms that were her natural milieu and reduced her to a tearful, freezing damsel in distress. What's more, he'd taken her virginity, and given her only potatoes to eat. And for what? Due to a quixotic idea that he would alleviate her fear of poverty? No. Annabel had accused him of not being honest with himself. The truth of it was that he'd sent his carriages away out of pure, unadulterated lust, no matter how much he would like to dress it up in fancy ideas.
Eloisa James (Kiss Me, Annabel (Essex Sisters, #2))
In England in the 19th century, advances in printing methods, combined with the rise of a prosperous middle class, engendered a booming new industry of books published just for children. Casting about for cheap story material, English publishers laid hands on the subtle, sensual adult fairy tales of the Continental tradition and revised them into simpler stories instilled with Victorian values. Although these simplified versions retained much of the violence of the older stories, elements of sexuality and moral complexity were carefully scrubbed away — along with the fiesty heroines who appeared everywhere in the older tales, tamed now into models of Victorian propiety and passivity. In the 20th century, the Walt Disney Studios watered down the tales further still in popular animated films like Sleeping Beauty and Snow White, continuing the trend of turning active heroines into powerless damsels in distress. Walt Disney considered even the Victorian versions of the tales too dark for 20th century audiences. "It's just that people now don't want fairy stories the way they were written," Disney commented. "They were too rough."
Terri Windling (Black Swan, White Raven)
I swore I wasn't going to rescue any more damsels in distress," Day muttered. To his surprise, Barbara gave him a lopsided grin, banging on the side of the trailer to make it produce a door. "What makes you think she isn't rescuing you?" she asked, and stomped inside without a backward look.
Deborah Blake (Dangerously Charming (Broken Riders, #1))
Fairy tales are entertaining, but what about after the story? When the knight marries the princess do you think he actually makes a decent husband? Just because he wears expensive armor and rescues her doesn't mean he's a good man. He might slay as many innocent dragons as he does evil ones. The princess married a man, not a saint. Well, unless he's Saint George." He grinned but she didn't smile back. "That doesn't make saving a damsel in distress any less honorable. And if he stoops to marry his damsel he's the one most liked to be disappointed. A pretty face doesn't guarantee she can do anything useful." Ah, so they were more alike than he thought. She didn't believe she deserved him any more than he believed he did her. "So a poor maiden can't ever be worthy of a knight, not even a flawed one?" "What could a commoner possibly do to make a knight happy?" "You help him figure out which dragons need to be vanquished and which can be redeemed and trained." She finally looked at him for more than a moment, her eyes as dazzling as the sparkling flakes dancing in the moonlight. "Are we still talking about mythology?" Her voice shook. "No." He smiled. "I never thought we were.
Melissa Jagears (A Heart Most Certain (Teaville Moral Society, #1))
She managed a smile. “You’re kind of pushy, you know.” He shrugged. “I have a fetish for damsels in distress.” “Don’t be sexist.” “Not at all. My services are also available to gentlemen in distress. It’s an equal opportunity fetish,” he said, and, with a flourish, offered his arm again. This time, she took it. Alec
Cassandra Clare (City of Glass (The Mortal Instruments, #3))
Seriously, Shane, I can handle this. I don’t need help.” “Were you always this stubborn?” “Were you always this desperate for my attention?” I throw back but soften the cutting words with a smile. “Go and play with your son. I can handle carrying a few cans of paint on my own. I’m not one of your damsels in distress.” He watches me intently, as if he wants to say something more.
K.A. Tucker (The Player Next Door (Polson Falls, #1))
You remember the Latin?" "Of course. Vir prudens non contra ventum mingit." I couldn't see his face. Cease of the hood, but it could tell by the tone of his voice that he was completely serious. Or at least trying to be. I wrinkled my forehead as I attempted to translate. "Wait a second," Seth said, pulling back his hood to demonstrate his utter confusion. "I thought their greeting was Non ducor, duco. 'I am not led, I lead.'" Liam's shoulders began shaking just as I finished my rough translation. "A wise man does not urinate against the wind?" I pulled down my hood and looked at Liam. He winked at me, and it was pretty much the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen in my life. Normally, I'm very anti-wink when it comes to guys, but in this case it was a wink of absolution. It was a wink that meant Liam and I were actually going to be okay. "You've been planning that all night, haven't you?" I reached over and squeezed his arm. It was the first time I had touched him in at least twenty-four hours, and his strong forearm felt so good beneath my fingertips. When he grabbed my hand and quickly brought my palm to his lips, I felt all the air leave my body. As much as I hated to admit it, for fear of sounding like a ridiculous, boy-crazed damsel in distress, it felt good to have my boyfriend back. Taylor whipped back her hood, her blue eyes icy. "I'm so glad this is such a joke to you," she spat, clearly not in the mood for games. Liam dropped my hand and sat up a little straiter. "Sorry T., I've got it non ducor, duco. Don't worry.
Lisa Roecker (The Lies That Bind (The Liar Society, #2))
I emerge from my three-week-long ECT treatment to discover that I am not only this Princess Leia creature but also several-sized dolls, various T-shirts and posters, some cleansing items, and a bunch of other merchandise. It turns out I was even a kind of pin-up—a fantasy that geeky teenage boys across the globe jerked off to me with some frequency. How’s that for a newborn-how-do-you-do damsel in very little cinematic distress?
Carrie Fisher (Wishful Drinking)
Rosabella Beauty was the daughter of the famous Beauty, a girl whose love had turned the Beast back into a prince. Darling Charming was the daughter of the renowned King Charming, whose royal storyline stretched back to the very beginning of stories. The Charming men had always been known for their heroic deeds, luxurious hair, and enchanting eyes. Darling's two brothers were expected to follow in King Charming's heroic footsteps by saving damsels, slaying dragons, and basically conquering whatever evil stepped into their paths. Darling, however, was not a son. She was a daughter. And being a daughter was a different matter altogether. No heroic deeds were expected of her. No quests or adventures. While the activities of the Charming princes had always been celebrated by poets and storytellers, the Charming princesses had a singular destiny- to be damsels in distress waiting for rescue.
Suzanne Selfors (A Semi-Charming Kind of Life (Ever After High: A School Story, #3))
We're a couple of travelers!" I called up to her. "I'm Briony, and this is Ella!" "Grammy said I ought not to talk to strangers!" she called back. "We're not strangers!" Ella shouted. "We're with the union!" I cut her a look and mouthed, Union?, which was silly with this other girl out of earshot. Ella shrugged. There was a pause before the girl called somewhat timidly given we were shouting, "What union?" "We represent the Coalition of Self-Rescuing Princesses," Ella replied. "But I'm not a princess!" "That's fine!" I called, sighing as I prepared to lay on the charm with this ridiculous foible. "We of the Coalition of Self-Rescuing Princesses do not discriminate based on social caste, for we believe that every damsel in distress has the heart of a princess!" "Are you feeling subjugated?" Ella continued. "Yearning to be free, wondering when your prince will come and what's taking him so damn long?
K.B. Shinn (Restless Beauty: A Fractured Faerie Tale)
A breathtaking vision in emerald silk, she was too exquisite to be flesh and blood; too regal and aloof to have ever let him touch her. He drew a long, strangled breath and realized he hadn’t been breathing as he watched her. Neither had the four men beside him. “Good Lord,” Count Dillard breathed, turning clear around and staring at her, “she cannot possibly be real.” “Exactly my thoughts when I first saw her,” Roddy Carstairs averred, walking up behind them. “I don’t care what gossip says,” Dillard continued, so besotted with her face that he forgot that one of the men in their circle was a part of that gossip. “I want an introduction.” He handed his glass to Roddy instead of the servant beside him and went off to seek an introduction from Jordan Townsende. Watching him, it took a physical effort for Ian to maintain his carefully bland expression, tear his gaze from Dillard’s back, and pay attention to Roddy Carstairs, who’d just greeted him. In fact, it took several moments before Ian could even remember his name. “How are you, Carstairs?” Ian said, finally recollecting it. “Besotted, like half the males in here, it would seem,” Roddy replied, tipping his head toward Elizabeth but scrutinizing Ian’s bland face and annoyed eyes. “In fact, I’m so besotted that for the second time in my jaded career I’ve done the gallant for a damsel in distress. Your damsel, unless my intuition deceives me, and it never does, actually.” Ian lifted his glass to his lips, watching Dillard bow to Elizabeth. “You’ll have to be more specific,” he said impatiently. “Specifically, I’ve been saying that in my august opinion no one, but no one, has ever besmirched that exquisite creature. Including you.” Hearing him talk about Elizabeth as if she were a morsel for public delectation sent a blaze of fury through Ian. He was spared having to form a reply to Carstairs’s remark by the arrival of yet another group of people eager to be introduced to him, and he endured, as he had been enduring all night, a flurry of curtsies, flirtatious smiles, inviting glances, and overeager hanshakes and bos. “How does it feel,” Roddy inquired as that group departed and another bore down on Ian, “to have become, overnight, England’s most eligible bachelor?” Ian answered him and abruptly walked off, and in so doing dashed the hopes of the new group that had been heading toward him. The gentleman beside Roddy, who’d been admiring Ian’s magnificently tailored claret jacket and trousers, leaned closer to Roddy and raised his voice to be heard above the din. “I say, Roddy, how did Kensington say it feels to be our most eligible?” Roddy lowered his glass, a sardonic smile twisting his lips. “He said it is a pain in the ass.” He slid a sideways glance at his staggered companion and added wryly, “With Hawthorne wed and Kensington soon to be-in my opinion-the only remaining bachelor with a dukedom to offer is Clayton Westmoreland. Given the uproar Hawthorne and Kensington have both created with their courtships, one can only look forward with glee to observing Westmoreland’s.
Judith McNaught (Almost Heaven (Sequels, #3))
I have time for only one drink,” Jordan said, glancing at the ormolu clock on the opposite wall. “I’ve promised Alexandra to stand at her side at a ball tonight and beam approvingly at a friend of hers.” Whenever Jordan mentioned his wife’s name, Ian noted with amusement, the other man’s entire expression softened. “Care to join us?” Ian shook his head and accepted his drink from the footman. “It sounds boring as hell.” “I don’t think it’ll be boring, precisely. My wife has taken it upon herself to defy the entire ton and sponsor the girl back into the ranks. Based on some of the things Alexandra said in her note, that will be no mean feat.” “Why is that?” Ian inquired with more courtesy than interest. Jordan sighed and leaned his head back, weary from the hours he’d been working for the last several weeks and unexcited at the prospect of dancing attendance on a damsel in distress-one he’d never set eyes on. “The girl fell into the clutches of some man two years ago and an ugly scandal ensued.” Thinking of Elizabeth and himself, Ian said casually, “That’s not an uncommon occurrence, evidently.” “From what Alex wrote me, it seems this case is rather extreme.” “In what way?” “For one thing, there’s every chance the young woman will get the cut direct tonight from half the ton-and that’s the half that will be willing to acknowledge her. Alex has retaliated by calling in the heavy guns-my grandmother, to be exact, and Tony and myself, to a lesser degree. The object is to try to brave it out, but I don’t envy the girl. Unless I miss my guess, she’s going to be flayed alive by the wagging tongues tonight. Whatever the bastard did,” Jordan finished, downing his drink and starting to straighten in his chair, “it was damaging as hell. The girl-who’s purported to be incredibly beautiful, by the way-has been a social outcast for nearly two years.” Ian stiffened, his glass arrested partway to his mouth, his sharpened gaze on Jordan, who was already starting to rise. “Who’s the girl?” he demanded tautly. “Elizabeth Cameron.” “Oh, Christ!” Ian exploded, surging out of his chair and snatching up his evening jacket. “Where are they?” “At the Willington’s. Why?” “Because,” Ian bit out, impatiently shrugging into his jacket and tugging the frilled cuffs of his shirt into place, “I’m the bastard who did it.” An indescribable expression flashed across the Duke of Hawthorne’s face as he, too, pulled on his evening jacket. “You are the man Alexandra described in her note as an ‘unspeakable cad, vile libertine,’ and ‘despoiler of innocents’?” “I’m all that and more,” Ian replied grimly, stalking toward the door with Jordan Townsende beside him. “You go to the Willingtons’ as quickly as you can,” he instructed. “I’ll be close behind you, but I’ve a stop to make first. And don’t, for God’s sake, tell Elizabeth I’m on my way.” Ian flung himself into his coach, snapped orders to his driver, and leaned back, counting minutes, telling himself it couldn’t possibly be going as badly for her as he feared it would. And never once did he stop to think that Jordan Townsende had no idea what motives could possibly prompt Elizabeth Cameron’s “despoiler” to be bent on meeting her at the Willington’s ball.
Judith McNaught (Almost Heaven (Sequels, #3))
Hey,” Keefe said, grabbing Sophie’s arm as she tried to stomp away. “I get it. You’re mad at me-” “No, you don’t get it,” Sophie interrupted. “You claim we’re a team, and then you change the rules the first chance you get and drag me into whatever insane plan you’ve come up with and expect me to just be okay with it. Well, I’m not okay with it.” “Yeah. I’m sensing that. But-” “There’s no ‘but’ with this. Either you swear that you’ll be honest with me from now on- and I mean actually honest. No more surprises. Or...I can’t trust you anymore.” “You can trust me,” he promised. “You heard Dimitar. My mom’s message told him to challenge me. So he would’ve done it whether I took the title of Mercadir or not, and things would’ve ended up exactly the same way.” “Maybe,” Sophie agreed quietly. “But you didn’t know that when you demanded the title, so it doesn’t count.” Keefe sighed. “I’m just trying to keep you safe. Is that really such a horrible thing?” “I’m not some damsel in distress who needs you to swoop in-” “I know that, Foster. Believe me, I’m super aware of how powerful you are. And brilliant. And special. And-” “The sucking ups’ getting a bit desperate,” Ro warned him. “I’m just saying she’s important,” Keefe insisted, before turning back to Sophie. “You’re the one who matters--I’m just some pawn in my mom’s creepy game. So if I see a way to take the hit and make sure you’re not the one covered in bandages, I’m going to do it. And I thought you of all people would understand that, considering how many times you’ve put yourself at risk, trying to protect your friends.” “There’s protecting and there’s steamrolling, Keefe. You’re preplanning ways to betray me. You went there today knowing exactly what you were going to say. You’d done research- which you didn’t bother sharing with me. That’s not teamwork. That’s the Keefe Show, and we’ve already seen how that ends.
Shannon Messenger (Nightfall (Keeper of the Lost Cities, #6))
Letty wanted to know every detail of Laura's going. As she asked and listened, her heart beat uncomfortably fast and she felt that, if she did not take care, she would burst into tears. Laura had gone; she had broken away. 'It's not fair! It's not fair!' Letty cried to herself. Laura had got what she wanted; whatever happened to her afterwards she had got, once, what she wanted. She had had the courage to take it. 'Not that I ever wanted to go off with a man,' Letty had thought on the way to Greenbanks with Ambrose. No, she had never seen anyone she wanted to go off with. When she thought of going, it was never with a man. Once she had indulged in wild dreams. For years after she was married she felt that someone would one day come, someone she could love with all her heart, with that high, free elation and that deep satisfaction she could imagine. She would be able to share everything with him; her fears in the night about loneliness, death, the end of things. He would understand, she felt, but he would not explain, for after all there is no explanation. He would laugh, too, at what she laughed at; he would enjoy shop incidents, tram incidents, street incidents - all the queer, funny things that go to make up every day. Letty felt, for years, that someone like this would come before it was too late. 'It's not really me, having the children and living with Ambrose,' she would think in bewilderment. 'This isn't my life really; it will all be different soon. I shall begin to live as I want to - soon.' But the years went on and now she was over forty and looked for nobody to rescue her as if she were a damsel in distress. She no longer expected to be loved by any man. Men wanted youth and beauty; no matter how old and ugly they were themselves, they felt entitled to youth and beauty in women. She had missed the great love she had dreamed of as a girl, but she thought about it no more. Her wishes had changed as she grew older; she now only wanted to get away by herself, to enjoy life in her own way. [...] She knew what she wanted, but could not have; it was freedom.
Dorothy Whipple (Greenbanks)
She shifted gears as they left Worth Avenue, hurtling them along the beach at just sublight speed. “Jesus, Addison, you are so blind,” she finally exploded. “She comes in playing the damsel in distress, and you buy all of it.” “She did n—” “‘Oh, Richard, I need your help,’” she mimicked, doing a startlingly good impression of Patricia’s soft, cultured Brit—especially since the two women had barely spoken a total of five words to one another. “’I’ve left Peter, and I so badly want to make a new start, but I just don’t know how to do it on my own. You’re so big and strong and successful, can’t you see it in your heart to help me?’” Samantha canted her eyes at him. “Did it go a little like that?” Christ. “Maybe,” he hedged. “But—” “See? She wants you back.” “Well, she can’t have me. I’m taken. But she asked for my help, and I’m partially the reason she’s in this position.” “No, she put herself on her back and then you put her in the next position.” “Even so—” “You can’t resist putting on your shining armor, can you?” she said more calmly, blowing out her breath. “And if I know it, then she knows it, too.” “Honestly, Samantha, I think it’s more a matter of Patricia actually being helpless than her acting that way to gain my assistance. I doubt she could find a grocery store on her own, much less the toothpaste aisle.” “But she’s not after toothpaste.” As they stopped at a light, Richard leaned over and grabbed Samantha’s face, kissing her hard on her surprised mouth. “Don’t worry about this. You won’t have to deal with her.” “Maybe not, but you will. And keep in mind that she’s got a subscriber website where she gives advice about how not to get screwed in a divorce.” “She does?” “Yes. Interesting stuff. You really need to spend more time surfing the ’net.” “Shit.” Before Samantha could follow up her smug look with more commentary, he took a breath. “I’ll make dumping the website a condition of my helping her.” “Great. She won’t need the site, anyway, because she’ll be busy screwing you over in person, instead.” “No one screws me over, Samantha. Ever.” “Yet, smart guy. Yet.
Suzanne Enoch (Don't Look Down (Samantha Jellicoe, #2))
Turning, she smiled with genuine affection at Lord Marchman and offered him her hand through the open window of the coach. “Thank you,” she said shyly but with great sincerity, “for being all the things you are, my lord.” His face scarlet with pleasure at her compliment, John Marchman stepped back and watched her coach pull out of his drive. He watched it until the horses turned onto the road, then he slowly walked back toward the house and went into his study. Sitting down at his desk, he looked at the note he’d written her uncle and idly drummed his fingers upon his desk, recalling her disturbing answer when he asked if she’d dissuaded old Belhaven from pressing his suit. “I think I have,” she’d said. And then John made his decision. Feeling rather like an absurd knight in shining armor rushing to save an unwilling damsel in the event of future distress, he took out a fresh sheet of paper and wrote out a new message to her uncle. As it always happened the moment courtship was involved, Lord Marchman lost his ability to be articulate. His note read: If Belhaven asks for her, please advise me of it. I think I want her first.
Judith McNaught (Almost Heaven (Sequels, #3))
Never play the princess when you can be the queen: rule the kingdom, swing a scepter, wear a crown of gold. Don’t dance in glass slippers, crystal carving up your toes -- be a barefoot Amazon instead, for those shoes will surely shatter on your feet. Never wear only pink when you can strut in crimson red, sweat in heather grey, and shimmer in sky blue, claim the golden sun upon your hair. Colors are for everyone, boys and girls, men and women -- be a verdant garden, the landscape of Versailles, not a pale primrose blindly pushed aside. Chase green dragons and one-eyed zombies, fierce and fiery toothy monsters, not merely lazy butterflies, sweet and slow on summer days. For you can tame the most brutish beasts with your wily wits and charm, and lizard scales feel just as smooth as gossamer insect wings. Tramp muddy through the house in a purple tutu and cowboy boots. Have a tea party in your overalls. Build a fort of birch branches, a zoo of Legos, a rocketship of Queen Anne chairs and coverlets, first stop on the moon. Dream of dinosaurs and baby dolls, bold brontosaurus and bookish Belle, not Barbie on the runway or Disney damsels in distress -- you are much too strong to play the simpering waif. Don a baseball cap, dance with Daddy, paint your toenails, climb a cottonwood. Learn to speak with both your mind and heart. For the ground beneath will hold you, dear -- know that you are free. And never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be.
Clementine Paddleford
Thrips feed on the underside of rose leaves, sucking their juice and causing them to turn yellow; and Lord Marshmoreton's views on these things were so rigid that he would have poured whale-oil solution on his grandmother if he had found her on the underside of one of his rose leaves sucking its juice.
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress :English-themed Hollywood musical comedy play)
Beware the damsel in distress. Sometimes she’s death in disguise.
Kat Blackthorne (Ghost (The Halloween Boys #1))
i don’t know what it’s like to be a damsel in distress​ i saved myself from you
Michaela Angemeer (You'll Come Back to Yourself)
I am good today. Must be the mountain air.’ He winked conspiratorially. ‘Or your good deed rescuing a damsel in distress?’ She winked back. Laughter erupted from him, deep and resonant, filling the room. She couldn’t help but join in. ‘I did it on purpose, of course.’ ‘On purpose.’ His tone was mock serious. ‘And your next trick is?’ ‘Oh, you know, get us to fall madly in love and live happily ever after.
Esther Beare (Her Spanish Lullaby (New Nomads Book 2))
An intelligent, reasonable man in most cases has nothing to fear from women. You must beware of two things. Number one and most dangerous: the damsel in distress. Two: a woman who has more ambition than you do.
Mario Puzo (The Godfather / The Last Don)
She was plainly not prone to sentimental outbursts; one impeccable tear tracked a charming trail down her cheek, and she glanced away. Flustered, she battled to stabilize her breathing and regain control, and he heaved a resigned sigh. The ice around his heart began to melt. Incapable of sustaining his upset, he swiped his hand across her silky skin, capturing the warm moisture on his thumb, then he stuck it in his mouth and sucked at the salty drop. She was out of her league in this residence and with these people; a lamb led to the slaughter.
Cheryl Holt (Total Surrender)
The Rocky Mountains, that traditional stamping-ground for the heartbroken, may be well enough in their way; but a lover has to be cast in a pretty stem mould to be able to be introspective when at any moment he may meet an annoyed cinnamon bear.
P.G. Wodehouse (Complete Works of P. G. Wodehouse "English Author and Humorist"! 34 Complete Works (Damsel in Distress, Adventures of Sally, Mike, Psmith Journalist, My Man Jeeves, Head of Kay's, Swoop) (Annotated))
I’m not some damsel in distress you can just swoop off her feet and save, Prince Charming. I’m lost in a world so dark you wouldn’t be able to find the light of day again. But make no mistake, you’re the poisonous apple in this fairytale, Slate." "Fuck your fairytale. I just want you. I’ll make my own God damn happily ever after. But you’re the one who is mistaken. You’ll be at the end of that story, beautiful. You either come willingly or you force me into the dark after you. It doesn’t matter to me, because either way, I’ll find you.
Aly Martinez (Among the Echoes (On the Ropes, #0.5))
Maybe she wasn't a damsel in distress, but it felt nice to be anchored to something before casting herself into the unknown.
Olivie Blake (The Atlas Six (The Atlas, #1))
Mental note: Being the damsel in distress truly sucked angel feathers; avoid at all costs.
Hannah Howell (Eternal Lover)
The gospel is God’s story from beginning to end, and he is definitely the hero. But there’s another character in his story we haven’t really talked about. She’s not popular or glamorous or even always lovable. She can be bitter, critical, slothful, or self-righteous. She’s a damsel in some serious distress. But God loves her. He loves her so much, in fact, that he sent his Son to die for her. Who is she? She’s the church.
Jaquelle Crowe Ferris (This Changes Everything: How the Gospel Transforms the Teen Years)
You are the heroine of your own story—not the side-kick, or the sister, or the damsel in distress. You were not written to be the supporting cast in someone else’s narrative. You were never meant to be dull or quaint or complacent; you were forged from steel in the brightest of flames.
Kennedy Cannon (The Morrowlands)
I write about damsel in a dress not damsels in distress.
Alexandra Diane
This damsel loves rescuing princes in distress.
Sherry Thomas (The Perilous Sea (The Elemental Trilogy, #2))
Inasmuch as the scene of this story is that historic pile, Belpher Castle, in the county of Hampshire, it would be an agreeable task to open it with a leisurely description of the place, followed by some notes on the history of the Earls of Marshmoreton, who have owned it since the fifteenth century.
P.G. Wodehouse (A Damsel in Distress :English-themed Hollywood musical comedy play)
thoughts of Carswell Thorne started to infiltrate her every waking moment, she dreamt of soul connections and passionate kisses and daring escapes. She was certain that he simply had to meet her, just once, and he would feel the same way. It would like those epic love affairs that exploded into existence and burnt white hot for eternity. The type of love that time and distance, and even death couldn't separate. Because if there was one thing Cress knew about heroes, it was that they could not resist a damsel in distress and she was nothing if not in distress. - Cress
Marissa Meyer (Cress (The Lunar Chronicles, #3))
Why do you think it's so popular? The missing-woman story?" "Because who can resist a damsel in distress?
Samantha Downing (My Lovely Wife)
It's not every girl who gets rescued from prison by the dashing Son of Zorro
Mary Miley (Silent Murders (Roaring Twenties Mystery, #2))