When I walk, I walk with you. Where I go, you’re with me always.

I’m sorry ma’am, you appear to be suffering from a mild case of Pretty Pretty Princess syndrome. Have you ingested any magical woodland faeries recently?

Cassie – She loved reading romances – contemporary stuff. She wasn’t into fantasy. No fairytale princess and prince stories. No vampires. No werewolves. No immortal fae.

Welcome to the house of Gray and Graves where we never lie still and death is only the beginning …

You won’t find the tales I bear in any books . . . My tales are from the Moon Realm.” —Ebb Autumn

Why the hell didn’t faerie food come with a warning written in bold letters: MADE IN LA LA LAND. EATING WILL OPEN YOU UP TO FAERIE ATTACKS.

Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,For I would ride with you upon the wind,Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,And dance upon the mountains like a flame.

Have patience, Aylin, this is only the beginning. I can give you this answer to your question, though. There are more than faeries and witches in these woods.” -Finn

The Winter Prince was before me, with his noble, knightly bearing and the impossible beauty that is paralytic at close range. And I wanted nothing more than to vanish into his arms, and his embrace,...

For it is a true fact that faeries, just like people, very often find that a full belly and a good friend are all that they need to be happy.

Greydor will eat us!

How did they go from Braveheart to Brigadoon in less than five minutes?

‘Oh, sure, Cassie said. ‘Take me to your faery world. I’ve always wanted to see Tinker Bell.’ Not. She’d had to watch the movie when she was a kid because her parents had thought she...

And yet, I must hand it over to someone else for the keeping.” Her last words falling to a strained whisper.

As I gave my hand to one and then another of the Winter Knights, hoping to forget Kian’s kiss in the arms of the other dancers, I could feel Kian’s eyes piercing through me, their...

Mindful of not thanking their benefactors, in case, like wights, they took offense, she added, “Your kindness is gratefully acknowledged. May your trees be forever fruitful.

As the last dish of confections was removed a weird pageant swept across the further end of the banqueting-room: Oberon and Titania with Robin Goodfellow and the rest, attired in silks and satins gorgeous of...

I think … I should go home soon. Mom and Luke are probably going nuts. What about you?”He shrugged, a casual lift of one shoulder. “You tell me. When I left Nevernever, I didn’t have...

I guess I’ll wake up tomorrow and find I’m not in Kansas anymore.””You’re from Kansas?” Most of Kansas was not a lion fae territory. She’d heard the cobra fae loved to go there, however.

Bottles.

They aren’t evil. They aren’t even really immoral, per se. They’re amoral. They don’t operate on the same level that we do. For a faerie, the only thing that matters is what they want. That’s...

If a faerie, a vampire, and a demon walk into a bar, you wait for the punch line. At Private Eye, when a faerie, a vampire, and a demon walk through the door, it’s just...

They did not know it was impossible, so they did it. Mark Twain

Think of every fairy-tale villainess you’ve ever heard of. Think of the wicked witches, the evil queens, the mad enchantresses. Think of the alluring sirens, the hungry ogresses, the savage she-beasts. Think of them and...

Alicia’s sweet friend, Cassie, who never thought of anyone as being a stranger, rushed up to Halloran and kneed him in the groin. The big bad dragon shifter cried out, clutched his crotch, and fell...

What did Isabelle want?” Jace asked.Alec hesitated. “Isabelle says the Queen of the Seelie Court has requested an audience with us.””Sure,” said Magnus. “And Madonna wants me as a backup dancer on her next world...

Fabulous” Jack said, reaching down and plucking a crimson flower. A small scream sounded from it as he severed the stem. He smiled maliciously, then started stomping with abandon through the beds of blossoms, a...

Becoming a fae leader? Not on my bucket list.

We come together, we create our families, we chose our mates out of the desire to form a life together. Love takes many forms, wears many faces, but when it’s real, when it touches your...

Chase away sorrow by living

Cassie spoke up, ‘He is like Peter Pan and the Lost Boys.’ …Tameron said, ‘No one is lost here. And we have just as many girls, well, maybe not as many as we have boys,...

I will love you forever,” I murmured, and he stroked the hair off of my forehead.I will hold you to that.” His face was grim and his voice was sober—hetouched my handprint of chaos as...

Unseelie dreams make unseelie fae.

I can’t let it happen. I can’t risk it. I have to protect you, and I will. With every breath in me, I will.

In emerald tufts, flowers purple, blue and white;Like sapphire, pearl, and rich embroidery,Buckled below fair knighthood’s bending knee;Fairies use flower for their charactery.

Catch me, Seth,” she invited.He paused.”Faeries chase,” he said, an then , with a flirtatious smile, he turned away, but before he could take a second step, she was behind him, arms around him, lips...

Well, than that solves it. I’m not a faery, so I’ll just go back to sleep, and you won’t come to see me anymore.” It nearly killed her to say it even in a dream.”I...

You’re here!” She repeated, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legsaround his hips. He’d dropped his bags as she’d ran, and now he cupped her bottom in his large hands…His heart gave a...

Your American fairytales end that way. Real fairytales end in blood or tears.

When I’m gone, time won’t change. It will pass the way it always has. I’ve seen it happen. People always move on. You will find your mate. You will move on then I’ll be nothing...

This is beautiful.” Eugenie ran her fingers along a massive mahogany sideboard, on the top of which rested a red velvet sash with fine embroidery on it and, on top of the sash, a silver...

Will you be my forever, Donia?

She didn’t want to talk about his nonsensical fairy stuff. “That’s because you can’t take me there. You’re not capable of it. Because it doesn’t exist.

It’s elfish, the feminine nounfor ‘other equal half’. You are my other. My everything.”–Wounded(Bracken and Cory)

Lucien studied the wine in his goblet. “You don’t hold on to power by being everyone’s friend. And among the faeries, lesser and High Fae alike, a firm hand is needed. We’re too powerful, and...

And the more he gazed at her, the more he felt a twinge of something he couldn’t quite describe, an unknown surge that bubbled inside him from the first moment he’d caught sight of her,...

Suspicion infused Alex’s voice. “Okay? That’s it?”I looked back at him and smiled. “That’s it. We disagree. It’s done. We’ll deal with whatever comes next.”He stood up, brows lowered over squinty eyes. “Did Lafitte ply...

Stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories.

Ena wore black because she knew it could stir panic in the hearts of mankind. Black gave the impression of power and authority. Could anyone imagine how Ena could strike terror in the hearts of...

That smell is all you. I love that smell too. I want to wear that smell on my skin and roll around in it. I want to live in that smell alone.”–Wounded(Bracken to Cory)