Gentry Fae Quotes

If he wouldn't take charge of this, she would. "Take off your clothes. ~ Savannah Stuart

I return my attention to the situation at hand and realize Reality - the impatient bitch - has made my decision for me. She does that a lot. You get busy planning your life, then it has the nerve to just go ahead and happen to you before you're ready. Before you even get the chance to aim yourself right! ~ Karen Marie Moning

I stretched on my toes, pulled his head down, and kissed him. His response was instant and held every bit of one hundred and forty thousand years of sexual expertise - but not one ounce of that elusive, deadly death-by-sex Fae quality.
I pushed back and stared at him. I could feel intense sexual arousal rolling off him, but no more so than I would coming off any man. There went that muscle in his jaw again. Was it possible he wasn't muting himself? I'd heard that if you took certain poisons but didn't die, you acquired immunity. Had I drunk enough Poison de Fae? "Unmute yourself," I demanded.
"I. Am. Not. Muted."
Did he ever sound pissed! ~ Karen Marie Moning

In an instant, five harlequin-like clowns emerged and began to perform all kinds of acrobatic tricks, encircling us––correction...corralling us. They were graceful but a little creepy too. They were wearing black and white costumes that were form fitting and appeared to move like some psychedelic drug trip when they flipped around. That of course was odd, but not nearly as odd as the chant they were singing as they continued to perform their tricks.
See us dance.
Watch us flip.
Care to take a chance?
We'll only need a sip.
Come to see our mistress?
Or come to see our master?
She can be quite viscous.
But he is a disaster.
We love them both, and we'll let you choose.
Either way, we wouldn't want to be in your shoes. ~ Brynn Myers

Holy shit! Can we say unstable? Was I the only sane one around here? Well, I guess that really wasn't setting the standard very high. -Ember, Darkness Of Light ~ Stacey Marie Brown

One foot after another; he tried to keep his mind clear. But a thought broke his concentration- Sophia. Once he left London, he would never be able to see her again. Nick did not identify his feelings for her as love, because he knew himself to be incapable of that emotion. But he was conscious of a rip in his soul, a sense that to leave her for good would mean the loss of the fragment of decency he still possessed. She was the only person on earth who still cared for him, who would continue to care, no matter what he did. ~ Lisa Kleypas

...the very, very old fae tended to go through an unhealthy stage of boredom that was often followed by a period of 'goin' doololly. ~ E.J. Stevens

I never counted on you, lass. You are strong, honorable, clever, shrewd, beautiful, and resilient. You doona ever quit, and you doona ever give up. So why give up on me? ~ Donna Grant

He wasn't even a man.
He was a six-foot-seven behemoth of hotness. A fae warrior king who was frustrating, implacable, Powerful with a capital P, and fiercely noble in a way she'd never encountered.
Every time she looked into his spring-green eyes, her belly fluttered.
Actually fluttered.
Rose wanted him.
And for once, she didn't feel like giving up so easily. ~ S. Young

He sat beside her. "What sort of things did you dream of?"
"Oh, what most young girls do, I imagine. Fey tales. True love." She gave a small, self-conscious laugh. "You. ~ C.L. Wilson

Why use a sledgehammer when a butterfly net will suffice? ~ Thea Harrison

Dare to be Remarkable! ~ Jane Gentry

The best place to bury a dead love is deep in the depths of memory where it can be cherished forever. ~ Georgina Gentry

People tend to assume that I come from a long line of castle-dwelling gentry and am made of money. ~ Jasmine Guinness

Your wish, my command, MacKayla." He smiled. "Shall we spend tomorrow at the beach together?"
Barrons moved beside me. "She's busy tomorrow."
"Are you busy tomorrow, MacKayla?"
"She's working on old texts with me."
V'lane gave me a pitying look. "Ah. Old texts. A banner day at the bookstore."
"We're translating the Kama Sutra," Barrons said, "with interactive aids."
I almost choked. "You're never around during the day."
"Why is that?" V'lane was the picture of innocence.
"I'll be around tomorrow," Barrons said.
"All day?" I asked.
"The entire day."
"She will be naked on a beach with me."
"She's never been naked in a bed with you. When she comes, she roars."
"I know what she sounds like when she comes. I have given her multiple orgasms merely by kissing her."
"I've given her multiple orgasms by fucking her. For months, fairy. ~ Karen Marie Moning

CHARLIE: So you can't even see Ivy's point? MATTIE FAE: No. CHARLIE: That Little Charles and Beverly share some kind of ... complication. MATTIE FAE: Honey, you have to be smart to be complicated. CHARLIE: That's our boy. Are you saying our boy isn't smart? MATTIE FAE: Yes, that's what I'm saying. ~ Tracy Letts

Laws were made to establish a gradation of ranks; but it was soon found that the soil of America was opposed to a territorial aristocracy. To bring that refractory land into cultivation, the constant and interested exertions of the owner himself were necessary; and when the ground was prepared, its produce was found to be insufficient to enrich a proprietor and a farmer at the same time. The land was then naturally broken up into small portions, which the proprietor cultivated for himself. Land is the basis of an aristocracy, which clings to the soil that supports it; for it is not by privileges alone, nor by birth, but by landed property handed down from generation to generation, that an aristocracy is constituted. A nation may present immense fortunes and extreme wretchedness; but unless those fortunes are territorial, there is no true aristocracy, but simply the class of the rich and that of the poor. ~ Alexis De Tocqueville

Everything about the stranger radiated sensual grace and ease. High Fae, no doubt. His short black hair gleamed like a raven's feathers, offsetting his pale skin and blue eyes so deep they were violet, eevn in the firelight They twinkled with amusent as he beheld me. ~ Sarah J. Maas

Isaac stopped her at the bottom of the stairs with a crooked smile. "I would wish you sweet dreams, but how can they be memorable if I won't be in them? ~ Chloe Jacobs

Fae warriors: invaluable in a fight - and raging pains in her ass at all other times. ~ Sarah J. Maas

You're going to choose your mate, as is tradition." "I'm what?" My eyebrows shoot up. "How did you think Kingmaker's only mate with supernaturals? It's not like you would meet some nice guy online, fall in love and suddenly realize he was supernatural," the fae points out. ~ Lizzy Ford

What do you have in mind?
It was too dark for her to see his smile, but she could hear it in his voice. Probably too many things for the amount of time that we've got, but you never know. I'm an ambitious man. ~ Thea Harrison

She assumed these must be the fairies, or Fae as he called them. Not that she blamed him for using the different version. No straight guy would want to be called a fairy. Not that anyone could mistake Derek for gay. Something about the way he walked and carried himself was overtly female-loving male - like Trey. ~ C.C. Hunter

Give me a fight with a simple demon or devil any day, over the whims of a pissed off Fae Queen. ~ Yasmine Galenorn

Well," I say brightly, "we're getting on splendidly, aren't we? Glad to see you're all becoming friends over your mutually violent desires. ~ Elizabeth May

Junk food nurtures the spirit. I think there's scientific research to prove it. ~ Suzanne Johnson

Kiaran tosses me his coat. "Here. There's a roll of bread for you in the inner pocket. You need to eat something."

The bread is wrapped in leaves that kept it dry. I gratefully murmur my thanks that Kiaran is so practical. Between the Morrigan's attacks and worrying over the Book, I didn't even notice how famished I was.

Kiaran gathers wood for a fire and I light it with my powers. A small bit of energy I'm willing to risk because I'm so bloody tired and I've never seen Kiaran look this rough, either.

Now you know how I feel, I think wryly as I move to sit near the flames. No invulnerable, shining fae skin. No immediate healing. Just the deep bone-tiredness of mortality.

Kiaran sits opposite, as far from me as possible. The scent of burning wood must mask the scent of my blood, at least a little. His eyes flicker to me in a quick, controlled assessment. "Your wounds need binding."

I can't help but smile. "First the bread, now my wounds. Is this the Kiaran MacKay way of fussing over someone?"

"I don't fuss," Kiaran says. "I give stern instructions, like: Bind your goddamn wounds."

"I don't like overbearing men."

His mouth quirks into a sly smile. "And yet I love assertive, stubborn women."

I laugh in surprise. "God, I adore you. ~ Elizabeth May

Sex is still on the table. We just keep the yucky love stuff out of it."
...
"Now where is this table you speak of to have sex on? You should take me there. Now. ~ Eden Ashe

I know things aren't easy for you right now… You may be wondering how you're going to deal with everything that's facing you. But I know you- you have a strong spirit- and even though it might be hard for you to believe, I know you have what it takes to get through this time. And if you ever need to talk or if you'd like the support of a friend, I'll always be here with open arms, a listening ear, and a loving shoulder to lean on. And most important, I'm here to remind you… as often as you need… that things are going to be okay. ~ M. Gentry

King Tiernan scowled at the mess his father had gotten him into...all because the heartless man had to die. Hawk fae kings were to immediately marry as soon as they were seated on the throne and a suitable bride could be found...
Legend had it that the queen always met an early death - ordered by the king himself, although it was said that a secret order of assassins was given the task. Why? Because two sons or a son and a daughter could fight over ruling the kingdom. Civil war could ensue. So best to ensure the queen only had one offspring. And then, she no longer was needed. ~ Terry Spear

Do you normally take the time to get to know those you're sent to kill? ~ Donna Grant

His mouth descended on hers in a fierce kiss.
He seized, he captured.
He dominated.
And she loved every second of it. ~ Donna Grant

I have heard people say that men and the Fae are as different as dogs and wolves. While this is an easy analogy, it is far from true. Wolves and dogs are only separated by a minor shade of blood. Both howl at night. If beaten, both will bite.
No. Our people and theirs are as different as water and alcohol. In equal glasses they look the same. Both liquid. Both clear. Both wet, after a fashion. But one will burn, the other will not. This has nothing to do with temperament or timing. These two things are profoundly, fundamentally not the same.
The same is true with humans and the Fae. We forget it at our peril. ~ Patrick Rothfuss

Fireheart, her mother had called her.
Not for her power. The name had never once been about her power. ~ Sarah J. Maas

Somewhere, somewhere far away, deeper than every plummet sound, I heard the melody of fairyland, Feyland, that strange waltz from my dreams. It was playing for me. It was willing me to be brave. - Breena Malloy from Bitter Frost by Kailin Gow ~ Kailin Gow