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Aelin of the wildfire.
Nothin's what it seems, drow!" Bruenor declared. "Nothin'! Ye try to follow what ye know, ye know? But then ye find that ye know not what ye thought ye knowed! Thought a dog'd be tastin' good - looked good enough - but now me belly's cursing me every move!
Aelin of the Wildfire. Aelin Fireheart. Aelin Light-Bringer.
I am Brister Fendlestick. Velcome to my hoomble home!
#Bellarke forever.
Hi there. I am the Gwarda, Breccan, the good-looking, sweet one." He winked. "The one thundering, yet, remaining aloof," he said loudly and continued, "is Darius. He's a savage, you know," he said quietly, leaning closer like he was telling her a secret.
All the on-lookers were bewildered.The lovely slave girl, Briseis, had won the Battle of the Sexes with a kiss.[MMT]
I have brought the little Breese, as ordered, Neefis Archibennu.
Hello, Capustan. The Bridgeburners have arrived.
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
A bruxis. That was the one wish more powerful than a gavriel, and its trade value was singular: The only way to purchase one was with one's own teeth. All of them, self-extracted.
The myth of Bardot is finished, but Brigitte is me.
Knave of hearts and bane to all women, be it known that you must win your tournament for me, otherwise I shall have a most difficult time explaining to my new lord my newest addition.
-A letter to Stryder, from Rowena
Casildea de Vandalia, the rawest and best
HERE LIES BROM
Who was
A Rider bonded to the dragon Saphira
Son of Holcomb and Nelda
Beloved of Selena
Father of Eragon Shadeslayer
Founder of the Varden
And Bane of the Forsworn.
May his name live on in glory.
Stydja unin mo'ranr
No traveler e'er reached that blest abode who found not thorns and briers in his road.
The bisy larke, messager of day.
What airs outblown from ferny dells And clover-bloom and sweet brier smells.
What does it avail you, if of many thorns only one be removed
Alessa looked at Brennus giving him a smirk.
"Brennus."
"Alessa."
"Still think that you are the God's gift to all faeries?"
"Still trying to convince yourself that I am not?" Brennus responded smirking arrogantly and leaning back in his chair.
Be careful, this is the greatest fencer since the death of the Wizard of Corsica. Do not burgle.
I call you domina because that's what you are," Samuel insisted.
"It's what I was. Now I'm just Brie. What if I only called you pathfinder?
Meerlust Rubicon from South Africa, a suitably wintry red.
Max Rose: Vo? What kind of name is that?
Spader: What kind of name is Rose? Isn't that some kind of flower?
My name is Spar. I am neither called Rocky nor made of rock. I am a Guardian, one of those warriors who were summoned to battle against the Seven demons of the Darkness and to prevent their possible return to this human plane of existence. I consider the others of my kind to be my brothers.
What do you call the Hrothgar-wrecker when Hrothgar has been wrecked?
six black Cordelias
One of those people with invisible thorns, preventing others from getting too close.
Bellator silvae servi. Warrior of the forest, I, the alpha, call on thee to serve in this time of need.
For the moment, I'm just Daire - a girl straddling two bloodlines. One I was given - one I must earn.
Annia of the red braid and the ferocious scowl and the long, long limbs. Annia Galeria Faustina ...
"Mine," I whispered, "Mine
Lauricia or Aurelia?
Black Diamond?" Hadrian asked. "Is that the city patrol?"
Albert chuckled, and Royce shook his head, looking at Hadrian as if he had dropped his pants in public.
To whom the wilie Adder, blithe and glad.
The whole reason Fenrir's name is Fenrir is because man-hating-bitch-from-Hell is too much of a mouthful, and you can't say it in polite company.
Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except, I don't like Beatrice. I just like B and that's all.
Ever since that day you danced into my life, I've done nothing but breathed your air. I'd suffocate without you. Braxxon Breaker
Lirralei was a girl of storm
winds and thorns, the musk of the wild rose and the flight of the falcon.
between Scylla and Charybdis,
Sparkling bronze azure eyed Blazure's skyblue bow and eyes.
Where are you from, Hadrian?" "Hintindar originally - a little village south of here in Rhenydd." "Originally? What's that supposed to mean? You got yourself born someplace else recently?
It is nayat one fraigen, lita. It has naya honed scales to rip yon wide.
Rory Bremner I have no problem with; he is a satirist, and a very funny one, too.
I am Birgitte Silverbow," Birgitte announced, as if to dispel doubt. "The Horn of Valere has sounded, calling all to the Last Battle. The heroes have returned!
Egeria! sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast.
Celaena Sardothien, arrogant and brave and skilled, Celaena who did not know fear or despair, Celaena who was a weapon hones by Death.
Cruddy Mouthbreather
The letters in 'Brace Beemer' can be arranged to spell 'Embrace Beer.'
My alar is like the ocean in storm. (Devi)
What is this word that broke through the fence of your teeth, Atreides?
In my garden
the winds have beaten
the ripe lilies;
in my garden, the salt
has wilted the first flakes
of young narcissus.
Now Simmer blinks on flowery braes,
And o'er the chrystal streamlets plays;
Come let us spend the lightsome days
In the birks of Aberfeldy.
Baikida Carroll, whose balance of bravada and tenderness, facility and understatement mark him as a player to be reckoned with.
crocogator." She
Iris from sea brings wind or mighty rain.
Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
This is Sumarbrander, the Sword of Summer... and it is about to kick your collective butts."
"Thank you," said the sword.
Sam made a squeaking noise.
Rome Archer, if you don't wake up right this second so I can tell you that I love you, I swear I'm going to name this baby something ridiculous like Daffodil or Rover and I'm going to let your brother be in charge of haircuts until he or she is old enough to complain.
Rosalyn Bruyere has been one of the most important teachers of hands-on healing in the world for many years. I will always be grateful for what I have learned from her.
Lovely Arra Sails,
nectar to all males,
how I'd like to spear you like a whaler spears a whale!
gin daisy, which
Mirren, she is sugar, curiosity, and rain.
I never yet did hear, That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the ear
No surname? Or is Thorn it?"
"Thorn is all anyone needs to know about me."
"As in thorn up all our collective nether regions," Devyl muttered.
Who is the man who can call from the back door at night: "Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme! Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme"?
Being surrounded by six Brendons is so not fun.
Verranica, I will never leave you.
So, Gwarda ... ," she said with a sigh. "It's been a long day. You know my real name. Want to explain how that is?"
Breccan took a wider stance and crossed his massive arms over his chest. "Take off your hood.
So before everyone begins the big party for 'Brontosaurus' and celebrates this huge diversity of sauropod names, let's hold our horses.
My Alar is like the ocean in a storm.
What is your name?" I asked.
"Thorn."
"Thorn?"
"If you touch me, you bleed.
I'm Raine Benares, seeker and ... " I looked up at Vegard.
"What else are people calling me now?"
The big Guardian chuckled and shook his head. "A lot of things, ma'am. Some you've heard, most you haven't, but I'm sure you could guess.
Fogged, bogged gates of Brume, barrier to my home; Timeless, faceless watchers loom, but I am allowed to roam.
Her name's Brienne.
THE LUCIAN BANE BOOM TEAM:
An alkie in full defiant
Abracadabra, I'm up like Viagra.
Zia," I said, "that's a goddess. She defeated Bast. What chance do you have?"
Zia held up her staff and the carved lion's head burst into flames - a small red fireball so bright, it lit the entire room. "I am a scribe in the House of LIfe, Sadie Kane. I am trained to fight gods.
I'm horrible with names" He said "I'm still not sure what your is. You say Blake, but I'm pretty sure it's like Bob. Or Sanchez
I am a thornbush, bristling from the overattention of my parents, and he is a man of a million little fatherly stab wounds, and my thorns fit perfectly into them.
Now, 'Dasher!' now, 'Dancer!' now, 'Prancer' and 'Vixen!'
On, 'Comet!' on, 'Cupid!' on, 'Donner' and 'Blitzen!'
Incandesce, v.: You are the light of the far-off town, the promise on the dark path.
A great acacia, with its slender trunk
And overpoise of multitudinous leaves.
(In which a hundred fields might spill their dew
And intense verdure, yet find room enough)
Stood reconciling all the place with green.
Eros the melter of limbs (now again) stirs me -
sweetbitter unmanageable creature who steals in
Mars red gladiolus
Trusty, dusky, vivid, true,
With eyes of gold and bramble-dew,
Steel-true and blade-straight,
The great artificer made my mate.
Jamadars and bheesties,' said the helmsman. 'Not to mention the major-domos, lordly lamplighters and twisted firestarters.' 'Twisted firestarters?' enquired the detective. 'I told you not to mention them.
Reckoner Super Plan for Killing Regalia ...
Step One: find Regalia, then totally explode her. Lots and Lots.
Step Two: put Val on decaf.
Step Three: Mizzy gets a cookie.
A phoenix ain't nuthin' but a burd.
His eyes fixed on hers, the gold flecks darkening to amber. An assassin who looks after his own skin? That's exactly what I am, Brenna. I would rather die than harm you, but anyone else? I could kill them without blinking. It's what I was born to do.
Magnus Bane. The Ultimate Traitor.
Not my favorite nickname. I prefer, "Our Lord and Master" or maybe "Unambiguously the Hottest.
That Loor's a handful, she is. - Spader (Black Water)
I am Thorn, and I have come to make you bleed,
Blue Juneberry, tough diamond willow.
Lady Bracknell, I hate to seem inquisitive, but would you kindly inform me who I am?
A man must have some name, is that not so? Biter cannot speak and Biter cannot write, yet his teeth are very sharp, so a man calls him Biter and he smiles. Are you charmed?" Arya
Mishmar. Your father's hellish prison he cobbled together from the remains of office buildings from Omaha, which he destroyed. The Mishmar that's stuffed to the brink with mutated vampires. That Mishmar." "Yes." "You
Oh, by Moradin's itchy arse," grumbled Bruenor. "Scratched it, he did, and this one fell out.
The squealing little arse-gerbil.
In spite of her cute little angelic face and pink sneakers, Brianna is actually a baby Tyrannosaurus rex. On STEROIDS!