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Hera!" Hera was theHera-- Rick Riordan
Allie-Cat? Oh help me Rhonda. He's given me a pet name.
So you're the infamous Acheron. (Amanda)
Lord and Master of the great barbarian horde that roams the night. (Acheron)
Fire-breathing bitch-queen.
E canchis amnia.
Everything from shells.
Elisa Albert in a nutshell: funny, self-aware, and genuinely fearless that she might be a lunatic, or a genius, or both.
hydra of revolution,
Honorata's story reminds me of the extraordinary power of the human spirit to withstand almost anything. Her story also speaks to the power of service, to living a life of purpose, and to keeping the flame of hope alive. (175)
version of Amber.
My Alar is like the ocean in a storm.
Eliakim, Eliakim the father of Azor,
Maybe she'd been drinking too much of the super-sweet Mexican Coca-Cola they had down here. Or maybe she was just tired, alone, and far from home. Because somewhere in the brittle, concrete center of Azrael's dark heart, something was melting.
There is nothing more painful in the world than Aly when she makes her big eyes. She makes her big hurt eyes, there's nothing you can do. She just kills you.
Toy Empressario
Wonder Afficianado
Avid Shoewearer
Gervasio Lonquimay
Rodolfo lifted Alessandra's hand to his lips and kissed it. 'I have loved you, Alessandra. Do not forget that. Thank you ... thank you for loving me.' She wept, curling her head in toward his good shoulder. 'Do not leave me, Rodolfo. Do not leave us. Chiara ... and the baby ...
Sofia the kind of woman no matter what she have in her hand she make it look like a weapon.
The goddess Nemesis, Bertol Grimmer's favourite motif after the War. The goddess of revenge.
Amor deliria nervosa. The deadliest of all deadly things.
Salinas for the alkali which was white as salt.
A pale, thin, small woman, perfectly coiffed, perfectly dressed, without makeup, without a single piece of jewelry, ascetic (viperous?) (her heart sullied by the world's contagion?) stands beside Eduardo, making him gigantic: she smiles mechanically.
Estene aleera hesaad de viren aneda. And now, you are forever mine.
Abracadabra, moron.
Her name is Ago, and she belonged to the last culture to evolve in North America.
You sure you're not a Roman, Annabeth? Or an Amazon?
AERIN is saturated with the qualities that have surrounded me my entire life, many of which came from my grandmother, Estee: passion, style, hard work, family, and, of course, all things beautiful.
She's like a dessert-hoarding dragon." Alys
Aelin Galathynius, Queen of Terrasen, knew the time would soon come to prove just how much she'd bleed for Erilea.
drunk right now, Amfortas suspected, or high on amphetamine,
Hello, Goddess."- Roman Arceneaux
Alison Rosen IWHI! From the easter egg chapter.
Loeanneth, so greedy and bold. She wondered
Ahimsa is the very definition of woman and there is no place for untruth in her heart. If she is true to herself she is no longer Abala
the weak, but she is Sabala
the strong ...
Seville is a tower full of fine archers ... Under the arch of the sky, across the clear plain, she shoots the constant arrow of her river.
Marie Laurencin.
Annia of the red braid and the ferocious scowl and the long, long limbs. Annia Galeria Faustina ...
"Mine," I whispered, "Mine
Storm. I shall call her Storm.
Pulling his hand back from my face, Trey tenses. Inamorata is feminine. I would be your inamorato, your male lover.
She was fire, and light, and ash, and embers. She was Aelin Fireheart, and she bowed for no one and nothing, save the crown that was hers by blood and survival and triumph.
SCARAMOUCHE Rafael
Narian scrutinised both me and the Queen, with eyes so deeply blue I could not break away from them. I was glad he was no longer questioning me, for those eyes made me want to tell him everything. At the same time, those eyes revealed something to me. Was he in love with Alera?
Ashurbanipal." Oh, baby, keep talking dirty to me.
Let the die be cast.
[Lat., Jacta alea esto; or, jacta esa alea.)
Sofia was ice. She was ripples. She was the kind of person who'd sneak into the zoo after hours just to paint an extra spot on a giraffe's neck. She was stubborn. She was lovely. She was the autumn leaf that refused to fall.
Call me Ildar! Call me Abra-ca-da-bra! My name is my name.
Do you know what they call themselves, all these people?"
Alyss shook her head. How could she know?
"Alyssians." Bibwit spelled it out.
Her heart gave a little jump. Alyssians? No, they ask too much of me. "I don't think I'm ready for all of this," she said.
Sing, Marie of Arras. Do not forget, Marie of Arras.
HONORINE BEATRIX
Celaena Sardothien, arrogant and brave and skilled, Celaena who did not know fear or despair, Celaena who was a weapon hones by Death.
Clearly we're Sorceri." Sabine gestured at her resplendent self. "Ergo, we'd enjoy some Sorceri wine."
"Don't got it."
Sabine quirked a red brow. "Do you not? Check with Erol, shifter. He'll have an emergency bottle for me
because whenever I arrive, it's an emergency.
you are ares' lost sister.
goddess of sedated battles and lost girls.
always full of other people and never yourself.
Anatasia
You Are My More
My Love, My Life
Christian
Isabelle.
It was always Isabelle.
What's your avocado?
Auri stood, and in the circle of her golden hair she grinned and brought the weight of her desire down full upon the world.
And all things shook. And all things knew her will. And all things bent to please her.
Confident and timid; angelic with the tongue of the devil; fierce and fragile - a woman who made him feel unworthy of her affection. She was his past and present - his heaven and hell.
Dark, Dannika (2014-07-27). Five Weeks (Seven Series #3) (p. 89). Kindle Edition.
Elena.
Hush, let me talk to the crazy lady.
Lysandra Barbas, please meet Princess Cleiona Bellos.
The mangosteen, queen of the tropical fruit.
Eva. Every day I've climbed up the belfry chanting a lucky chant at one syllable per beat, To-day-to-day-let-her-be-here-to-day-to-day.
Marina, as of the sea. You stick with Hector Ricardo. I'll take care of you;its in my name
I am Amaxon Corazon Junia Principia Delgado the Third, and I bent over my meal and wept luxurious tears into my green banana porridge. It was a perfect decoction, and it now would not satisfy me.
I am Celaena Sardothien,Adarlan's Assasin.If these men knew who i was,they'd stop laughing.I am Celaena Sardothien.I am going to win.I will not be afraid.
Lirralei was a girl of storm
winds and thorns, the musk of the wild rose and the flight of the falcon.
alfresco
the sommelier decants
a red sunset
What name shall I call you?"
"Addie's fine. I know who she is."
"A mouthy little alchemist?"
"See, you know her, too.
Now I am an axolotl.
I would like to be Maria, but there is La Callas who demands that I carry myself with her dignity.
Truth, that fair goddess who comes always with healing in her wings.
Jorinda and Jorindel
a creature of impulse.
Gaea or one of her minions. But
Ananna of Tanarau is a delightfully irascible heroine, inhabiting a fascinating and fresh new world that I would love to spend more time in. Pirate ships? Camels? Shadow dwelling assassins? Yes please! Can I have some more?
Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!
Ayla, I looked for you all my life and didn't know I was looking. You are everything I ever wanted, everything I ever dreamed of in a woman, and more. You are a fascinating enigma, a paradox. You are totally honest, open; you hide nothing: yet you are the most mysterious woman I've ever met.
Where is Alia?' she asked.
'Out doing what any good Fremen child should be doing in such times,' Paul said. 'She's killing enemy wounded ...
Alessandra approached the geniuses of the past to give them life with her attention, which was the form her affection took: paying attention.
Her name is Annabeth," I said. "And she's one of a kind.
Dante, this
is Annabelle."
No. No way. That name is
reserved for females with grace
and elegance, not this girl. This girl
is ... beastly. "Annabelle," I say.
"It suits you.
Blue fire ran along the blade. With the Goddess's commanding pose and a flaming sword in hand, she resembled angel Uriel.
His unashamed, avenging queen.
Inhaler. Rylie crept around a tree, peering into the darkness. Maybe it was a deer or something. If that's you, Amber, you better hope I don't find you. I'll - I'll beat you
I am ancient Alina.
I know things about power that you can barely guess
With her enchanting songs, her rare beauty, and clever tricks, this wild 'wanderess' ensnared my soul like a gypsy-thief, and led me foolish and blind to where you find me now. The first time I saw her, fires were alight. It was a spicy night in Barcelona. The air was fragrant and free.
Ala!" Echo sprang to her feet, legs tangled in the sheets. The Ala was here. The Ala had brought food. The Ala was a goddess
Abuelita speaks no english. she doesn't need to, zoe thinks. her smile fills and communicates so much more than the empty, half-said words of zoe's life.
What do you want, Acheron? (Artemis) You know what I want. After all I'm the top of the Food Chain and you ... you're the Food. (Acheron)
Ana - as usual, you're my
Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart.
Your kind, Aleran, are the most vicious and gentle, most savage and noble, most treacherous and loyal, most terrifying and fascinating creatures I have ever seen.' Her fingers brushed over his cheek again. 'And you are unique among them.
Akiva."
"Akiva." It pleased her to say it. She may have been the one whose name meant music, but his sounded like it. Saying it made her want to sing it, to lean out a window and call him home. To whisper it in the dark.
Aelin had promised herself, months and months ago, that she would not pretend to be anything but what she was. She had crawled through darkness and blood and despair-she had survived.
Iris from sea brings wind or mighty rain.
I require something so horrifically alcoholic that it makes livers tremble with fear and run for their lives when its name is uttered.
Lenore - For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore - Nameless
Food of Acheron. (Grave.)
[Lat., Pabulum Acheruntis.]
As soon as I saw her, I knew I had to stay far away from her. Being with her makes me feel like I've been starving for so long. Sofia has given me a taste of something I didn't know I wanted. Something I am now desperate for. Her.
Avicenna California ... Museum of my twisted youth, vault of my dearest and most disgusting memories.
Sassicaia from Tuscany,