#fantasy

I once knew a girl who was like a dying rainbow. Her colors were incomparable, her countenance a whirlwind of brilliance. As much as she shone, however, she faded into nothingness, at times so quickly that I was unsure whether she had existed at all. ↗

— Charity Santiago

#paranormal #romance #young-adult #young-adult-romance

I'm there to block your next move. This is a game ↗

— Poppet

#paranormal-urban-fantasy-romance #urban-fantasy

I know you may feel so far that circumstances have directed your path, but right now I want you to know that you do have a choice. ↗

— Larry Itejere

#fantasy #young-adult-fiction #young-adult-fiction

That was a day that taught me the meaning of abject failure. ↗

— Walter Moers

#fantasy-young-adult #fiction #young-adult-fiction

All that we know, soon shall we abandon. As time will lend itself. Eyes know only what they see. But brave hearts beat on with belief. ↗

— Nathalie M. Leblanc

#fairies-faeries #fantasy #magic #young-adult-fiction #young-adult-fiction

Woe is the mind of the common man, so easily controlled by the prospect of an ambition never to be truly attained. This is what tyrants live on and by what commoners are blissfully burdened and subdued. ↗

— Evan Meekins

#fantasy-fiction #fiction #tyranny #tyrant #young-adult

Very well." He sat cross-legged on the floor of the cage. "You haven't run off so you want to talk. I will hear your explanation now." "Really, Your Majesty? So good of you to condescend. I'll try to use small words and go slow." "You're wasting my time. I know Jim betrayed me and you're covering for him. This is your chance to dazzle me wih your brillance or baffle me with your bullshit. You won't get another. When I get out, I won't be in the mood to listen. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#urban-fantasy #humor

Well, anyway, this'll be easier than knocking an elf out of a tree. Trust me.' 'How many elves have you knocked out of trees, Stubble?' 'Duraden's bones! Have ye never heard of a figure of speech? ↗

— Ian Livingstone

#dialogue #fantasy #funny #stubble #zagor

Up and down," Meera would sigh sometimes as they walked, "then down and up. Then up and down again. I hate these stupid mountains of yours, Prince Bran." "Yesterday you said you loved them." "Oh, I do. My lord father told me about mountains, but I never saw one till now. I love them more than I can say." Bran made a face at her. "But you just said you hated them." "Why can't it be both?" Meera reached up to pinch his nose. "Because they're different," he insisted. "Like night and day, or ice and fire." "If ice can burn," said Jojen in his solemn voice, "then love and hate can mate. Mountain or marsh, it makes no matter. The land is one." "One," his sister agreed, "but over wrinkled. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#asoiaf #fantasy #grrm #love

Mulling this over, Vlad wiped her lip gloss from his lips with the back of his hand.Vampires, after all, didn't sparkle. ↗

— Heather Brewer

#humor #humor