Erin Beaty Quotes

She'll need a code name of her own."
Quinn tapped his quill on the table as he read over Mouse's notes for the tenth time. They were like a flock of gabbling birds, these ladies, following the lead of the one in front. "Starling."
Cass nodded as he opened the door. "Starlings are smart birds."
"I know. Annoying as hell, too.

We each play several roles in life – that doesn't make them all lies.

Because you'll be married soon. And you need to know that it won't always be easy. In difficult times, you must always turn to each other, never away" -Braelaura

I have to go," he said softly. "But you should take a few minutes to fix your hair; it's a real mess. And your face is all flushed."
"Maybe I'm just not practiced in these sorts of things."
For a long moment, Ash said nothing. Then he whispered, "Neither am I."
His next words were forced out like a confession. "If I was any good at it, it was only because I've imagined it so often.

Little girls always wish to marry princes, not realizing they are men like any other. Many times they are worse" -Lani

I'm not sure love is enough to fix this.

A person consumed by fear is just as likely to turn on you as to accept your help.

We don't always like what's good for us," she said. "Especially at first.

The key to a convincing deception, as Sage had learned last year, was to be honest wherever possible. Not only did it reduce the number of lies one had to keep track of, the vulnerability that often came with truth generated empathy in those being deceived.

If you die, it will be my fault, and I can't live with that." He leaned down, bringing his lips so close they brushed against hers as he whispered, "Or without you.

Stay with me tonight. Please. We only have a few hours left."

He swallowed. "All right. Just promise me..."

She nodded. "I'll be good. I promise."

"Well," Alex smiled crookedly, and her heart skipped a beat. "I wouldn't mind if you were a little bad.

An enemy one could respect was far preferable to an ally without honor...

Several pallets had been pulled to the middle of the open space and stacked two high with a large blanket over them. The implication stunned her – it was so unexpected, so unlike what she believed about him – her mind only registered denial.
She heard Ash bolt the door and remove his leather jacket, felt his hands on her shoulders as he turned her around to face him. He stroked her cheek with one hand while the other reached for his belt. "My sweet, innocent Sage," he whispered, and still her thoughts could gain no traction.
There was the snap of a release from his belt, and though she continued to meet his eyes, she saw a sheathed dagger in the hand he raised between them.
"Tonight I must teach you how to kill a man.

Fear is more dangerous than anger. Because it doesn't know what it wants, other than to not be afraid.

History is like a story, Your Majesty. Easy to learn if it is made interesting" -Sage