#fae

His words were still clear in her mind from that first meeting. "Whoever eats this will love you." She looked into the mirror, at her birthmark, bright as blood, at her kiss-stung lips, at the absurd smile stretching across her face. Carefully separating out the crushed pieces of shell, she pulled the dried pulp free from its cage of veins. Piece by piece, she put the sweet brown fruit in her own mouth and swallowed it down. ↗

— Holly Black

#holly-black #night-market #the-poison-eaters #love

What about the whiskey?" Jack said as they ran. "Won't it keep them out?" The Green Maidens don't drink anything but blood." Bob's disembodied voice floated after them. "The whiskey magick won't affect them." Wonderful," the old actor muttered, a tremor of fear in his voice. "I should've poured a Bloody Mary. ↗

— Lesley Livingston

#drinks #faeries #humor #humor

There was a sudden commotion in front of us. The Seelie had just sifted in, minus V'Lane, in close proximity to Ryodan, Lor, and Fade. I wasn't sure who was more disgusted. Or homicidal. Velvet hissed. "You have no right to be here!" "Kill it." Ryodan said flatly. "Don't you dare!" I heard Jo snap. "Fucking faeries," Lor muttered. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#humor

As cities grow and technology takes over the world belief and imagination fade away and so do we. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#imagination #magic #science #technology #imagination

I want to know when you're worried, when you're angry or happy or sad. You can probably do the same to me, though I'm slightly better at shielding my emotions. More practice." "A shadow crossed his face, a flicker of pain, before it was gone. "Unfortunately, the longer we're together, the harder hiding it will become, for both of us." He shook his head and gave me a wry smile. "One of the hazards of having a faery in love with you. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#love

I can't help but see myself in them. The Seelie are who I was before my sister died. Pink, pretty, frivolous Mac. The Unseelie are who I've become, carved by loss and despair. Black, grungy, driven Mac. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#mac

Will you be my forever, Donia? ↗

— Melissa Marr

#paranormal-romance #romance #love

Are you sure?" His voice was barely a whisper, a ghost in the dark. I nodded, tracing my fingers down his cheek, marveling as he closed his eyes. "We could die tomorrow," I whispered back. "I want to be with you tonight. I don't want to have any regrets, when it comes to us. So, yes, I'm sure. I love you, Ash. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#love

Green heard her voice, murmuring, and Adrian’s, murmuring back. Something inside of him made an actual glass-cracking noise—and before he could convince himself that that it was his imagination, Blissa and three of the other nymphs danced through the hallway and into the living room. “We heard that.” Blissa said, sweetly. “Heard what?” He asked, genuinely surprised. “Heard your heart breaking.” Said Grace. ↗

— Amy Lane

#faeries #paranormal-romance #vampire #imagination

Don’t you think it’s best that you stay away from mortals? You know they break so easily these days. ↗

— Kimberly Spencer

#fairy-tale #urban-fantasy-series #ya-paranormal #urban-fantasy