Lj Andrews Quotes

Hate me, curse me, I cared little, so long as I was the first thought of her day and the last of her night.

Hate me all you want, but don’t regret me. Promise me that.

I am in your hands, I am at your command, for you have made me love you, and you will be my destruction because of it.

She was never theirs anyway. Not really. From the moment the songbird tried to appeal to a serpent, she was mine.

When I claim that moment of bravery, it will not be sudden. It will be slow. It will be well thought out. I will wait until I have you in my grasp. You may not even realize it has happened. In that moment, I will strike and watch you bleed.

Many a mother would happily toss their daughters at your feet.” “Wouldn’t work, I’m afraid. I prefer my women off their knees, upright, and standing on their own.” “At your back?” “At my side.

Scars paint our stories, they give proof to the battles we’ve survived, the trials we’ve overcome.

So, who are you, little bird?” A rush of something dangerous hummed in my bones. “Yours, I suppose. For a little while.

Do more than that. Take true vows with me. Tonight.

You are not weak because of fears, but I will do what I can to help you wade between the fears that are plausible and the ones that are the mind trying to paralyze you.

Never doubt for whom my heart beats.

Books are my windows to another world, another life.

I don’t mind if you stumble, Ever King, so long as you let me be there to catch you.

I do not know what kings are like in your land, but in ours, we do not silence our queens.

You ruined everything, and I don’t care. Ruin me. Destroy me. As long as I have you.

What do you not understand? I care nothing for my life if she is not in it.

I am forever changed knowing you.

I kissed her until she understood I would crush worlds for her. I would cross the skies and seas chasing her light.

I would not keep wounding my heart for a man who would not take it for his own.

My mind lived within me, but I gave it too much control.

Oh, the villainous lengths we all took. Truth be told, we all were a little monstrous in our own ways.

In that moment, when she is the only one you want standing with you against a foe, that is when you will know you've fallen in love with your wife.

Those flames in her eyes were going to devour me. Part of me hoped they would.

If I must choose between two bloodthirsty men, I would rather stand by a fiend who fights for his love than a fiend who fights for himself.

You, Erik Bloodsinger, are the kind of darkness I would follow across the skies and seas.

She needs me to find her; she . . . she needs me to remind her to breathe.

You have an obsession with trust when you do nothing to earn it.

And what you call oddities, I call qualities. You are unlike the Kvinna I expected to meet, but I swear to you, I’ve not had an ounce of disappointment since that day.

Once I feared violence and bloodshed. Now I can think of nothing else but making them suffer. I think they’ve made me a monster, Gavyn.” His palm cupped the side of my face. “No. They’ve made our queen their villain. And I cannot wait for them to realize their mistake.

Not like this. I would rather live a thousand more turns with this curse.

when words and fear are pushed into your mind over and over, it becomes a truth.

I have no plans of spending less than a thousand turns with you at my side. Until I’m hunched and my skin is sagging off my bones.

Erik’s mouth turned up in a half grin, but his words were rife in something soft, something vulnerable. “Hate me all you want, but don’t regret me. Promise me that.

I found my mantle, Songbird. It’s you.

but I would not keep wounding my heart for a man who would not take it for his own.

Because if I were to be taken from you, after being here even this short while, I would be as monstrous as I ever was until I found you again.

I promise you, if I burn, so will you.” The green of his eyes brightened. “I can hardly stand the wait.

Erik gently tugged on my bottom lip with his thumb. “You are my light in the sky, love.

but I imagined I’d rather be a sovereign of my own land than consort to the King of Timoran.

No one noticed if I was troubled, of course. No one but Legion.

Do not sell yourself short and think you are not the most formidable of foes. I’ve no doubt you have the power to destroy me.

Ah, love. You think your peace was won with gentle morals? We all have a darkness within us, and desperation to survive can reveal the cruelest pieces.

I might’ve been his destruction, but he was my ruin.

I would follow your darkness, every ugly truth, across the skies and seas.

When someone trusts you so much that they reveal their broken, splintered pieces, you cannot unsee them. You help them mend. You share yours.

Small and simple things can bring about greatness.

Do you think being witty when I have your hands bound is the wisest choice, Elise?” “Are you asking if I’m pleased to injure your pride by not groveling for my life at your feet? Yes, absolutely.

I have prepared for this for some time. I assure you, Kvinna, you are in capable hands.” “The only hands I consider capable are my own.” Legion lifted one brow, a playful gleam in his eyes. “Ah, but you have never experienced what mine can do.

He didn’t care about anyone watching when he pulled me close and kissed me. Not long enough, and the kiss came from a place of fear. A tremble darkened his voice when he whispered against the curve of my ear, “Never doubt for whom my heart beats.

I fought a battle not for a kingdom. I doubt I ever will. I fought for you, Elise. I would destroy everything to see you safe and breathing. I suppose that makes me rather selfish, perhaps wicked, but no less the truth. For you, I would destroy the world.

Listen to me, love,” Erik whispered against my lips. “Whatever that bastard thinks he took from us, he failed. I belong to you, every wretched piece of me. I’ve no need for spells or bonds to prove it. I choose you, Livia Ferus. For much longer than my last breath.

I don’t mind if you speak to shadows, Silas, but let me be the one to hold the candle and walk with you through the darkness.

Sunlight was absolute shit.

You promised,” he cried. “You vowed I could live.” “I allowed you to live as promised.” I turned at the doorway of the cell. “It was you who failed to negotiate how long.

Gods, I hated him. He was one of the most entrancing men I’d ever seen.

You make it easier to breathe.

They ruled together. When one bent under the weight of their crown, the other would take it for them both.

I’d simply not expected our lack of attention elsewhere would get the man slaughtered.

And if I could bottle the smile on his face into a memory that would never fade, I'd cross all the kingdoms to find the magic to do it.

His voice was a flame, me the moth, and I could not help but be drawn toward it.

I suppose it is a good thing she goes to a realm of nightmares then. She’ll fit right in.

We didn’t feel there was a choice at the beginning, Skadi. But every day since, you’ve become the best choice I will ever make. I will never stop choosing you.

I am in love with every dark, wonderous piece of you.

I’m not afraid of your darkness, Serpent. I’m already consumed by it.” Livia kissed my fingertips.

I grow so weary of pretentious kings thinking they have a say in my life. Consider me no longer your burden to bear. My fate is mine.

This is my refuge. Books are my windows to another world, another life.

We choose who we become, Elise.

I ask how I am to give you to some fool because I do not know how. How am I to accomplish anything I set out to do here when my heart burns to have you for myself?

I would burn the Otherworld down to get to you.

Hells, I would give every bit of breath in my lungs for this woman.

I survive by darkness, Malin. I keep it close, and it keeps me.

Cold as I tried to be, I wished I felt less when she came too close. Fewer dips in my belly, fewer leaps in my chest.

Malin Strom was my beautiful downfall. And I would take any pain if it meant more of her. Ruin me. Brutalize me. Just give me her.

I do not know what kings are like in your land, but in ours, we do not silence our queens

I’m not certain I’ve ever felt this way.” He looked at me, confused. “Meaning?” I hesitated. “Peaceful.

They’re all quite afraid to die.” My father looked at Skadi, a cruel sort of sneer on his face. She did not hesitate. “Such a pity for them, Daj.

I would follow your darkness across the skies and seas.

Without further ado, welcome to the Ever.

Valen gripped my chin, his thumb tugging on my bottom lip. “You want me to fill your throat, Elise? Want a taste of me the same way I drank you up?

I do not think it bothers you that I fooled a kingdom,” I said, spitting blood. “It bothers you that I fooled you.

Halvar talked too much, loved too thoroughly, and was loyal to the end.

All of this is what you deserve in a match. And I wish, by the gods, I wish I could be the one to give it to you.

Is there anything you don’t do?” “Yes, lose arguments,

My name is Valen Ferus, the Night Prince of Etta! And you, false king, you are in my seat.

I’m in love with you.” Jonas pressed his forehead to mine. “I do not hold you on the surface of my heart, you are in the deepest pieces where I keep my worst fears. To lose you would mean facing pain so wretched it would destroy me. I would not survive it. Even if I was still breathing, I would no longer be me, and instead would become a cruel, violent, hopeless shell of the man I was.

What did I tell you, love? Fear is powerful. Every mind sees it differently, but it is my honor to walk with you through yours. No matter how illogical you think them to be. Would you not do the same?

Gods, I ought to have thought of something more tangible. Bloodsinger gives Liv jewelry. Daj gives Maj notes.” I slumped in a chair, tossing the book back into the pile. “My gift is a mountain of fables.

Jarl nodded his head and grinned. “I shall catch you a fine fur, Kvinna.” Was I supposed to swoon? I had plenty of furs. By the hells, I grew weary of this constant battering of overconfident men with a need to conquer.

I like it.” My voice was low, soft, meant for the prince alone. “Like what?” “Your feral kingdom.” The same heat from the coach flashed in his eyes, and instead of fearing it now, I thought I might want it to swallow me whole.

I was told once, each decision we wrestle in our minds, each consequence we weigh, is how we gain faith in our final choices. We take time to decide who we are and when we choose, as you said, we stand by those choices fiercely.

The Nightrender on his knees, I never knew such a thing of beauty existed.” I rolled my eyes to her, grinning a little wickedly as I finally succeeded in the clasp. I pressed a kiss to her stomach, the bones of her hips. “I only bow to you.

How is it even possible to feel so differently after so short a time?” “Because you have found a woman who burned through those shields you like to keep with your companions. She was not even trying. That is how you know—at least I think so—it is a bond worth keeping.

Kari narrowed her eyes. “Halvar.” He looked to me. “She gets so timid when I whisper my sweet sentiments in public. I don’t understand it.” He turned back to Kari. “I would put my lips upon you in the most indecent places, my love, no matter who saw. You need only let me!

Skadi, I want nothing more than to walk my days with you at my side. I have been caught in the blaze of your fire, and I swear to you, I will never douse it. You are the thief of my heart, and I will give it to you every day so long as we live, and through the eternities of the Otherworld.

Your battle ends when his begins.” My stomach twisted. “Calista? When whose battle begins?” Valen came to my side, watching the girl curiously. When she spoke again, her voice was hushed, her words changed. “The breaker of night and fear begins his fight when yours ends.” Calista blinked rapidly, then smiled as if nothing were amiss in the slightest. “Goodbye, cursed prince. Don’t forget what I did for you. The good things, I mean.

bore her in the dark . . . kept her there. Perhaps it is a sign of her fate, for I see her rise through . . . shadows.

I would burn the world to the ground to keep her breathing and in my arms.

No, I don’t think it is. But when we’re through, it will be. You do not touch what is mine, and the woman is mine.

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Welcome to the dark world of The Ever. I hope you enjoy the book and the deep, possessive romance between Livia and Erik. That is the reason for this note—some might find early actions of our morally grey Ever King the kind that blur the lines of right and, well, brutal.