Donna Grant Quotes - Page 3

The seven there are, warriors all.tDo not do wrong or their blade will fall,tTheir appearances shrouded,tTheir approach, clouded.tAgainst evil they fight.tPower and magic are their might.tThey serve only one.tIf you expose their identity - run.tSecrecy is their defense.tIf the truth escapes, Death will commence.
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I'm Kyran. I'm usually the one who keeps him in line," he said as he motioned to Talin.tThat made Neve's smile widen. "You need to keep a better eye on him."t"I know," Kyran replied wryly.
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Where she ended, he began.
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The carnal way their bodies slid against each other, the decadence of how he felt moving inside her made her blood race and her heart swell with love.tBecause he was hers.tAnd she was his.
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For Death's life to be extinguished... now that was something to truly dread.
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The Light Fae. As a race, they were supposed to be all about good and decency, but there wasn’t a shred of either emotion within the walls of Usaeil’s castle.Neve observed Talin examining everything around him – from the castle, the Fae walking outside, the trees, and even the sky. His pale silver eyes missed nothing. She wondered what he saw, and how he catalogued things.His long, black hair had the barest hint of a wave to it as it hung to the shoulders of his pale blue shirt. He shoved one side behind an ear and tilted his head as if listening.She didn’t think he realized she was still beside him, not that she minded. It gave her a chance to fill her gaze with his sharply chiseled features.The hard planes of his jaw and chin were in direct contrast to his wide lips and thick eyelashes. It was difficult to look at Talin and notice anything but those beautiful eyes.Except when she did look down, she saw a body that made her hands itch to touch him. His shirt barely contained wide shoulders that tapered to narrow hips where navy pants encased his legs. Every muscle was honed and defined.As eye-catching as Talin’s personal package was, it didn’t hold a candle to what drew her interest – his bearing. The way he stood, walked, talked.In a castle full of Light who believed themselves above others, the only one who had the attitude and demeanor to carry it off was Talin.
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Dreagan is Scotland," Asher said. "The land draws you in a way you can no' begin to understand. You feel the majesty and magic of the ancient land. From the tallest mountain to the lowest valley, in the leaves of the trees and in the currents of the streams, you feel an overwhelming and unshakable need to want to be a part of such a place. To want to belong.It doesn't confine you. Instead, it cradles you, offering its beauty and solitude for those who answer its call. It's wild and free. It's fierce and unbreakable. It's home.
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He set his whisky tumbler on the table, but kept his fingers around it. "What do you see in my eyes?"..."Tell me, lass," he urged softly.She suddenly understood the term 'old soul,' because one sat before her now. And, as if opening a book, she caught a glimpse of Asher. The words then tumbled out of her mouth. "Endlessness. Sorrow. Agony. Distress. Rage.
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Asher," she begged.His lips brushed her ear before he nipped the lobe. "I have a fever. It's for you, a ghràidh.""You make me burn.""Then we'll burn together.
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i'm going to brand myself on you so that whenever you dress, wash, or even think of being with someone else, all you'll feel, see and want is me.
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I’m a planner. I like to know what’s coming, that way I can figure out a way to deal with it.”tHe shot her a wink. “I wasna planned, and you handled that situation well.”tIt was a fact, but then again, who could ever prepare for a man like Dmitri?
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Science is just as important as magic.
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Reapers are the hands of Death. Death might be the judge, but the Reapers are the executioners. They police all Fae."t"So kill the bastards."tTaraeth glanced at his glass. "MNo one knows who the Reapers are. No one as even seen Death. We can't fight what we don't see or know."t"So... you're afraid of some whispers?"t"What do you think has been hunting the Fae besides the Kings? The Reapers."tMikkel made a sound at the back of his throat. "Has anyone ever seen one of these Reapers?"t"You see one, you die."t"Of course you do," Mikkel scoffed.
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