Melissa Marr Quotes

Sometimes love means letting go when you want to hold on tighter.

~ Melissa Marr

We are what we are, neither a good or as bad as others paint us. And what we are doesn't change how truly we feel, only how free we are to follow those feelings.

~ Melissa Marr

Choose to be happy. It is what we have all done.

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In the end mortals always expired before faeries. They were such finite creatures. Their first heartbeat and breath were but a blink from death. To add the weight of nourishing his insatiable court in a time of peace was to hasten that unconscionably.

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Chase away sorrow by living

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Will you be my forever, Donia?

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Can I join you at lunch? She paused. You have every other day. He laughed, a sound as musical as the chiming song of the lupine fey when they ran. Yes. But you resented it every other day. What makes you think I won't resent it today? Hope. It's what I live on...

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It's okay. You're going to save me, Miss Maylene. The girl gave her a genuine look of happiness. I know it. I knew if I found you everything would be okay.

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Life is too short to read books that I'm not enjoying.

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Talking won't change it. But sometimes it was what she wanted most, to tell someone; often, though, she just wanted to escape those horrid feelings, to escape herself, so there was no pain, no fear, no ugliness.

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Getting ink felt right, like it would help her put her life in order, to move forwards. It was her body, despite the things that'd been done to it, and she wanted to claim it, to own it, to prove that to herself. She knew it wasn't magic, but the idea of writing her own identity felt like the closest she could get to reclaiming her life. Sometimes there's power in the act; sometimes there's strength in words. She wanted to find an image that represented those things she was feeling, to etch it on her skin as tangible proof of her decision to change.

~ Melissa Marr

By every mortal standard, the worst faeries in the world were those in the Dark Court. They fed on the baser emotions; they engaged in activities that the other-also amoral-faery courts repudiated. They were also the only ones she truly trusted or understood.

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If he took her into his arms, he would keep her. He wouldn't let her suffer the way the other mortals had when he'd left them. He would keep her, with his court's permission or without it. Irial wouldn't take her, and Keenan wouldn't stand between them.

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Do you remember those days? Back porch, sunshine, mason jars - she paused at remembered sweetness - we were so foolish then...thinking there was a big ol' world out there to conquer.

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What is it doing to me? Will the darkness consume me?

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We are what we are, Nial, neither as good or as evil as others paint us. And what we are doesn't change how truly we feel, only how free we are to follow those feelings.

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He had hopes, but hope wasn't a solution.

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Discord says it's a good idea. That's comforting.

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He pulled something out of his pocket and tried to stick it in her arm. A needle. He'd offered her hope, but then he was trying to hurt her. Poison. She pushed him away. That wasn't nice.

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His face was pale, and he dropped to the floor so that he was half kneeling, half sitting before her. Please. I can...help you.No. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Her mind felt clearer now. Everything made more sense when she wasn't so hungry. I don't think I want the help you have.He cradled his bloody arm and tried to stand. This isn't right. You aren't right. You aren't suppose to be here.But I am.

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Sionnach smiled in the way of the falsely modest and added, Forgive me for not standing, but I can't find the energy just yet.the answering heat flare was enough to raise the temperature in the cave, enough to explain the fine sheen of sweat on Sionnach's body. It wasn't comfortable, but it was useful at hiding the truth. He waited as Keenan's gaze took in the candles, the glasses beside the bed, and the fact that Sionnach was seemingly naked. There were moments in every faery's life that were too perfect to have been planned, and Sionnach was having just such a moment as he reclined in Rika's bed grinning while the faery who had caused such upheaval in Rika's life—and in their desert—very obviously misinterpreted the clues.

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She stood in his kitchen, watching him toy with the ring in his lip. It wasn't quite that he was biting it, but sucking it into his mouth. He did that when he was concentrating. It isn't sexy. He's not sexy. But he was, and she was staring at him like a fool. wow she whispered (.....)Wow, huh? His voice was low, husky. His chair creaked as he stood. His footsteps seemed strangely loud as he closed the couple yards between them. Then he was beside her. I can work with wow

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You are my king. You could command me to stop seeing her.Niall turned his gaze to Irial. What would yo

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Whatever this fearlessness, this strength, this difference was, she was starting to like it.

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Rejoice as summer should...chase away sorrows by living.

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The time for equivocation has passed. You can stop this at any point by telling me we will rule the court apart from a distance, but until you do so-he let liquid sunlight drip onto her skin-I'm playing for keeps. I'm not a mortal, Aislinn. I'm the Summer King, and I'm done pretending to be anything other than that.He leaned down and said, We could be amazing together.Then he was gone.

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Keenan was staring at her, too intently for comfort. I don't know why certain people shine for others. I don't know why you and not someone else. He gently pulled her forward and whispered, But it's you I think of when I wake each morning. It's your face in my dr

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Then he kissed her, not just a brush of lips as she'd done, but a kiss a kiss that scalded her tongue. The tree burst into full blooms. The garden fluttered around her. A riot of flowers shot out of the earth. She was mud-covered as he pulled back.

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One hundred eighty days, Aislinn. Seth's been gone for one hundred eighty days, and I've watched you try to pretend it doesn't hurt for every one of them. Can't I try to make you happy?

~ Melissa Marr