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“What, scattering bird entrails across the cobblestones? Or do you inhale mystical vapours and babble prophecy in a stupor?” “I made a pendulum of an acorn,” said Butcher, “and ate it.” Wren stared at him. Butcher did not elaborate. Nor did he seem in any way discomfited by Wren’s continued scepticism.”
― Sebastian Nothwell, Oak King Holly King

“I would obey his commands without question and eliminate anyone he wanted me to. His enemies were my enemies, and I would place myself in harm's way if it meant keeping him safe. Simon Alarie could cover me with bites and bruises, put me on a leash, and lock me in a cage. He could do absolutely anything he wanted to me and I would thank him for it.
Just forthe privilege of being his.
Swallowing hard, I bravely met his gaze. “I’m your dog,” I rasped, allowing the freedom of that statement to wash over me like fresh rain. “I’m yours.”
― C. Rochelle, Gentlemen Prefer Villains

“The warm rough palm laid against his own as if, like pages from a book, they were meant to nestle together for centuries, with their interlaced fingers as binding.”
― Sebastian Nothwell, Oak King Holly King

“I’m going to right everything he wronged. Give you everything he denied you. Worship every inch of the goddess you are, starting right now. Do you believe that?”
― C.C. Peñaranda, The Stars Are Dying