Declan Quotes

“I've never created a riot before. I did cause a brawl at the last formal. A large number of young women there actually arrived with the expectation of seducing me into matrimony, and a couple of their mothers came to blows. It was hilari—I mean, dreadful. Simply dreadful.”
― Ilona Andrews, On the Edge

“Give me a few minutes.”
“You have time.” He sat in the grass.
“Are you just going to sit there and watch me?”
“Yes. Watching pretty peasant girls is what we poor little rich boys do best.”
“Peasant?”
He shrugged. “You started the name calling.”
― Ilona Andrews, On the Edge

“She handed him a glass of water and two Aleve gelcaps. “They’re anti-inflammatories. They will dull the pain a little bit and keep down swelling and redness. Swallow the pills, don’t chew.”
“Well, I thought I’d stick them into my nose and impersonate a walrus, but if you insist, I’ll swallow them.”
― Ilona Andrews, On the Edge

“Our standard rate. A doubloon a day."
It was generous. More than generous--some families would put him up for a week for a single coin.
"Half a doubloon a day," she said.
"No, you see, the idea behind bargaining is that you ask for a larger amount.”
― Ilona Andrews, On the Edge

“Grandpa?" Declan raised his eyebrows.
"We keep him in the shed out back," Jack said helpfully. "So he doesn't eat dog brains.”
― Ilona Andrews, On the Edge

“How are you?"
"Perfectly fine," he said.
"Are your ribs broken?"
"Probably not. Cracked at most. We fought very carefully."
"Did this settle anything?"
"It made me feel better," he said, sitting up. "Did you see me kick him in the kidneys?"
"I saw.”
― Ilona Andrews, On the Edge

“You’re a prickly, stubborn, spirited woman.”
“Don’t forget crude, rude, and vulgar.”
“Only when it suits you. You’re sly when occasion calls for it, direct to the point of forgetting tact even exists, sarcastic, fierce, I did mention stubborn, didn’t I?”
“Yes,” she said dryly.
“You’re also smart, kind, gentle, beautiful, and always cling to your personal integrity, even when it’s in your best interests to abandon it.” A little warm feeling spread through her chest, and even her natural suspicion that he was lying couldn’t quite extinguish it. Where was he going with this? “You’re also quite funny,” he said.
“Oh, I amuse you?” He gave her one of his devastating, slightly wicked smiles.
“You have no idea.” Arrogant ass.
“And all of that means what?”
“Just that I mean to have you.” She frowned at him. “I mean to have you, Rose, you and all of your thorns. I’m a disagreeable and stubborn bastard, but I’m not a fool. You didn’t really expect me to pass you up, did you?”
― Ilona Andrews, On the Edge

“It became known that I had a rather fertile imagination, when it came to private activities."
She stared. "What sort of private activities?"
This time he did smile, and it turned his face wicked. "Disrobe, and I'll be happy to demonstrate.”
― Ilona Andrews, On the Edge

“So, regarding that tidbit about your having a fertile imagination when it comes to private activities," she said, fighting off anxiety. "Was it another lie?"
"Depends on how you look at it. It's not exactly a lie, and if you come with me to the Weird, you'll find that rumors of my 'creativity' when it comes to bed games with the opposite sex do exist. I started them myself and managed them very carefully. The trick with rumors is to feed them once in a while, so they don't die.”
― Ilona Andrews, On the Edge

“Rose pictured him standing at the boundary of the Ogletree house in that enormous fur cape, with a giant sword sticking over his shoulder, roaring at the top of his lungs and then being upset that nobody came out, and laughed.”
― Ilona Andrews, On the Edge

“Rose put down her fork. "Lord Submarine..."

"Camarine."

"Whatever.”
― Ilona Andrews, On the Edge

“Just keep her away from bookstores, if you can."
Bookstores.
Thanks, Grayson. That helps.
Apparently whoever said, "no harm ever came from reading a book," hadn't met this girl.”
― Jena Leigh, Revival

“Declan was there. He was curled just next to Ronan, an arm draped over his side. They thought he was sleeping, but when Niall’s foot set off a floorboard’s squeal, his eyes came straight open. He looked at his parents so directly that they squirmed, consciences guilty. But of course Declan didn’t know- that was simply his ordinary expression, even as a little kid.
“He was lonely,” Declan explained.
“How do you know?” Niall asked.
Declan carefully moved away from the child to join his parents. “He was crying”
Niall put his hand in Declan’s curls, trying to sound light, unfettered. “I didn’t hear anything.”
Declan’s voice was somewhat haughty. “He was very quiet about it.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, Greywaren

“He reached out, put his hands on her shoulders and pressed downwards. She fell into a seated position against a fallen tree.
"Sit," he said. "Stay."
"That's cute," she said. "Tell me to 'heel' and see what happens.”
― Jena Leigh, Revival

“You coming?"
She hesitated, weighing her options. Risk running back down the flaming aisles to find another exit? Or trust the guy who'd been stalking her all afternoon?
The fire spread to the nearby shelves. The heat was growing unbearable.
"You cut me deep," he said. "You'd actually choose a fiery death over the prospect of my company. I have to admit, that stings a bit.”
― Jena Leigh, Revival

“She's fine," said Declan, defensive. "You're fine, right?"
She gave him a look. "Peachy."
"See? Both Alex and her astounding wit have made it here intact. Her sense of humour seems to be M.I.A, but I'm pretty sure that was a pre-existing condition.”
― Jena Leigh, Revival

“He wants to get back together," she finished.
"And you said...?" he tried to keep his tone disinterested.
"I haven't said anything," she said. "You interrupted me before I could answer him."
He congratulated himself on his excellent timing.”
― Jena Leigh, Revival

“Declan, get your ass out of bed!"
A light flicked on and Declan stumbled into view through the open window. He looked to be only half awake and was missing his shirt.
Alex, on the other hand, was not missing that shirt in the slightest.”
― Jena Leigh, Revival

“Where are we?" She sat up.
"My room at the cabin."
"Your room?"
He propped himself up on one elbow and shrugged his other shoulder. "Needed someplace soft to land. Besides...Now when you teleport without a destination you've got a fifty-fifty chance of either ending up in the lake, or in my bed. I have to say, I like those odds."
"Ha-ha.”
― Jena Leigh, Revival

“You can't honestly be thinking about going back there," said Alex.
"Apparently my brother isn't only lacking in people skills," said Kenzie. "He's also lacking in common sense. Stupidity, however, he appears to have in abundance.”
― Jena Leigh, Revival

“She'd known the guy a grand total of five minutes and he'd already left her a sour first impression. The last thing she ought to be doing right now was ogling his six-pack.”
― Jena Leigh, Revival

“I trust you not to kill, main, or drown me without just provocation.”
― Jena Leigh, Revival

“He’s the one who holds all the power here. He could easily destroy me or make all my dreams come true, but in order for me to find out which, I have to let go of my control, something I’ve never done before. It terrifies me to hand all the parts of me over to him and trust that he’ll take care of them.”
― E.K. Blair, Echo

“Declan’s eternal position as an outsider, neither a dreamer nor a dream.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue

“They're her parent," Neal finally spoke out. "Regardless of what they've done, they're still her parents. Yes, she remembers the bad, but she will always remember the good as well, however short it was. It's not as easy to kill family as everyone makes it seem."
"This moment of wisdom was brought to you by - " I was cut off as a water bottle came flying at my head. I caught it and laughed.
"He's right though," our father replied. "We can't just keep killing everyone...especially our in-laws."
True, we were running out of places to hide the bodies. I snickered at the thought.”
― J.J. McAvoy

“I trust you not to kill, maim, or drown me without just provocation.”
― Jena Leigh, Revival

“From the short time I've known you, I'm positive you don't need anyone stroking your ego and making it bigger."

"You're right. I got something better than my ego that grows when you stroke it." I winked.”
― Penelope Ward, Not Pretending Anymore

“I tried not to let my mind stray to the pain I’d watched cross that face less than an hour ago, to the way she’d looked to me as if I could shield her from it. It had reminded me too much of the distraught girl I’d done my best to reassure in her captors’ home. I had wanted to shield her from the shock and brutality of that moment. Seventeen years ago, she’d lost so much more than even I had.”
― Eva Chase, Cruel Magic

“Rory deserved better than a double-edged welcome home. She’d barely had a chance to find her feet. Given a little more time, I had the feeling she’d become something magnificent, just perhaps not in the way these people wanted.”
― Eva Chase, Cruel Magic

“You know what he does, right?'

'Look really good in black?”
― Sarah J. Maas, House of Earth and Blood