Lucia Morgan Quotes

What? Who are you marrying?” His jaw tightened.“Princess Cleiona Bellos.” Lucia could not believe her ears. “This has been arranged.” Magnus gave her a look.“Oh, not at all. Since helping to take her father's kingdom and destroy her life,I couldn’t help but fall madly in love with her. Yes,obviously it was arranged.

Something slid behind the queen’s gaze, something cold and dark. “I’m glad she’s dead. And I’m glad she suffered. I celebrate her death.” Her words chilled Lucia. “Death is not something to celebrate.

At previous gatherings Magnus had observed in the boy’s watchful eyes that he was one of many who had a crush on Lucia and that he was waiting for the opportunity to spend time with her and solidify their . . . friendship. As Magnus did with many such suitors, he circled the boy like a sea monster, eyeing him with acute displeasure until beads of perspiration formed on the boy’s pale forehead.

administered medicine to stop the bleeding.  The man was already calm, lying with his eyes closed, so Gia assumed they’d already gotten him something for the pain. Morgan gave some orders to the other nurse in the room and then walked out into the hall to talk to Gia. “He’s okay,” she said.  “I don’t think there’s any internal injuries, it

Gia, we have to go,” Dustin said.  “There’s a call.”  Gia didn’t say goodbye to Morgan, just ran down the hall at full speed towards the ambulance.  Moments later, she and Dustin were side by side in the ambulance,

Lucia couldn’t deny it. Cleo was getting to her, breaking through that dark wall that surrounded her. Believe in magic. Believe in the impossible. Believe, tentatively, in this fragile new friendship with Cleo. And believe that one day she’d see Alexius again.

looking fiercely at Kyan. “Lucia,” Kyan said calmly, taking a seat again. “It’s fine.” “No, it’s not.” In the space of a heartbeat, Lucia had grown ready to peel the skin from this loathsome thief one inch at a time for this insult. “Oh, you’ve got some fire in you, don’t you?” The thief’s loathsome gaze slid over her open cloak as he nodded with leering approval. “I like pretty young girls with fight in them. Makes it more interesting.” “Kyan,” Lucia snarled. “Can I kill him?” “Not quite yet.

If Kyan learned about Lucia’s dream visit with Timotheus, he’d be furious. And since Lucia had quickly learned during their travels that the best kind of fire god was a calm fire god, she’d chosen not to speak a word of it to him. Still,

And since Lucia had quickly learned during tbeir travels that the best kind of fire god was a calm fire god, she'd chosen not to speak a word of it to him.

Just shut the fuck up,” Morgan whispered,

Morgan’s gravelly voice dropped even lower and more threatening. “What did you say, baby? No? Did you say no?” He looked at her with disapproval. “That’s a bad girl. Bad girls get spanked in this house.

Before Rylee could respond, Morgan’s hand came down on the bare flesh of her ass, and she screamed with the surprise.  Her skin bloomed into a burning mass of pain. “I hate you,” she spit at him, wiggling around to free herself. “You said you weren’t going to hurt me.” “All you have to do is relax,” Morgan reminded her softly. “Just lose that attitude, princess, and it will all be okay. Besides, you’re not hurt. You might even find out you really like it. If you let yourself.” “Go to hell.