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The Sword. Her name is Nightmare."
A small shiver ran down Vall's back, in the exact line where the blade now was. It was not a shiver of fear, but of understanding.
"And a nightmare, she shall be.
Lydia: What the devil do you mean by creeping up on me? You're suppose to be in a brothel.
Vere: I lied. I can't believe you fell for the old going-to-a-brothel ruse. You didn't even look out the window to make sure I'd gone away.
Vhalla screamed.
Vrekeners actually exist? L, The King
And Vishous ... V was the worst of them. He stood by the door, staring into space. Icy before, he was glacial now, a sinkhole in the room.
-Phury's thoughts
Robin Einstein Sacrificial Lamb Varghese.
Vex not thy spirit at the course of things, for they heed not thy vexation.
Oh, Lolita, you are my girl, as Vee was Poe's and Bea Dante's, and what little girl would not like to whirl in a circular skirt and scanties?
Coiled and personal, Laurent's gift was a Veretian whip, made of gold.
Damen recognized it.
[ ... ]
His gaze flung to Laurent. He knew he had flushed, he could feel the heat in his own cheeks. In front of the gathered generals, he couldn't say, What have you done?
Surrender the vert platonic bond tying your soul to mine craft, the sky fades a pink shadow cast.
morsels of tesselated pavement from Herculaneum and Pompeii, like petrified minced veal;
Vandiya Devan: "You dare to ask 'me' who I am? I am Vallavareyan, Vandiya Devan of the Vanar Clan in Thiruvallam . Once upon a time, soldiers like you, proudly carved the names of my ancestors on their chests.
Jenna still called it: 'The Incident That Can Not be Named'. As in, Vere's personal Voldemort.
Vengeance is sweet. Vengeance taken when the vengee isn't sure who the venger is, is sweeter still.
Vella looked around. "This is really a revolting place, Yarblek," she told him.
"You've been spending too much time with Porenn," he said. "You're starting to get delicate."
"How would you like to have me gut you?" she offered.
"That's my girl.
Veronika was disconcerted at first and then realized that she had nothing to lose. She was dead; what was the point of continuing to feed the fears or preconceptions that had always limited her life?
Lyra and Caelum: the two replicas with names plucked straight from the stars.
Vas happening Selene?
THE GRACKLE
The
A prince is venison in heaven.
Casildea de Vandalia, the rawest and best
I would never betray Venda."
"Sometimes we're all pushed to do things we thought we could never do.
I want an Oompa-Loompa!' screamed Veruca.
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.
Rumours of Damen's enslavement in Vere had spread like fire through the camp. To see the Veretian Prince wear the gold cuff of a palace bed slave in turn was shocking, intimate, a symbol of Damen's ownership. Damen
Jorinda and Jorindel
Me wretched! Let me curr to quercine shades!
Effund your albid hausts, lactiferous maids!
O, might I vole to some umbrageous clump,
Depart,
be off,
excede,
evade,
erump!
Thou seest, thou wicked varlet, now, what's come upon thee: thou art to continue, now, thou varlet; thou art to continue.
Note to self: Don't get on Veritas's bad side. She holds a grudge for centuries.
Tortall and the Queens Riders!
Dearest Virgin - um, Dearest Most-Definitely-Not-a-Virgin Lassiter,
As author P. J. O'Rourke puts it: Veal is a very young beef and, like a very young girlfriend, it's cute but boring and expensive.
Bill Veeck was a charismatic and somewhat eccentric owner-fan during the post-WWII years.
Piter: Ah-ah, Baron! Is it not regrettable you were unable to devise this delicious scheme by yourself?
Baron: Someday I will have you strangled, Piter.
Piter: Of a certainty, Baron. Enfin! But a kind act is never lost, eh?
Baron: Have you been chewing verite or semuta, Piter?
Did I tell you what veal practice is? Oh! Veal practice involved me lying very still on the sofa trying as hard as I could to mimic the life of a veal. While eating veal. I wish I were kidding. It. Was. Magic.
Vane looked back at her one last time, knowing he would never see her again. She was so beautiful there with large, amber eyes set in the pale face of a goddess. There was something about her that reminded him of a Rubens angel. She was ethereal and lovely. And far too fragile for an animal. - Vane
Gervasio Lonquimay
By the way, I have a bone to pick with you." Esperetta
"Only one?" Velkan
"At the moment." Esperetta
"Then I can't wait to hear it." Velkan
"'Bram' and 'Stoker'?" Esperetta
"It was fitting, I thought." Velkan
When is she Sibyl Vane?" "Never.
Mistress L for Lethal, that's me.
For you, Esperetta, anything." Velkan
"Anything?" Esperetta
"Yes." Velkan
"Then come and get naked with me. Right now." Esperetta
"As you wish, Princess." Velkan
His broad, flat face, made asymmetrical and inconceivably ugly by the scar, radiates friendly solicitude. Justineau
Let me be frank even though I'm Vincent and prefer to be called V.
It could be a work of art among vendettas
Gilly Gilleshpee
Velva's face glowed in the streetlight. "Sir Sun, don't you see? I am your violent violet. And you are mine.
Florence Nightendick
blue vervain and chamomile,
Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa, where th' Etrurian shades High over-arch'd imbower.
Lev was a clink in my armor, a crack in my wall,
Eternal Spring, with smiling Verdue here Warms the mild Air, and crowns the youthful year . The Rose still blushes, and the vi'lets blow.
Stay back, old man. It isn't your business. This is the Prince of Vere.'
'But
I only paid three coppers for him,' said Volo, sounding confused.
Do not ever read books about versification: no poet ever learnt it that way. If you are going to be a poet, it will come to you naturally and you will pick up all you need from reading poetry.
Does anyone remember the name of Paul Revere's horse?
There was something new in his expression, something Vaelin had never seen before and couldn't name. In later years he would see it in the faces of a thousand men and know it as an old friend: fear.
Veni, vidi, flevi.
I came. I saw. I cried.
Yol Bolsun" (May there be a road) [Louis L'Amour}
And why would she do that?" Hadrian shouted to the upper story.
"She told you herself. Farlan was going to have the sheriff investigate." "Yeah, investigate you!"
"But I didn't kill anyone. Well, not anyone in Vernes ... well, not recently.
Perry Johansson.
Lauricia or Aurelia?
Veni, vidi, vici. (I came, I saw, I conquered.)
Nora: Torvald, don't look at me like that!
Torvald: Can't I look at my richest treasure? At all that beauty that's mine, mine alone-completely and utterly.
Dark vaild Cotytto, t' whom the secret flame
Of mid-night Torches burns; mysterious Dame
That ne're art call'd, but when the Dragon woom
Of Stygian darknes spets her thickest gloom,
And makes one blot of all the ayr
the beautiful wreckage of mercy.
Centurion! Would you like to be a cavalryman one last time? There are Venicones who escaped when your line was broken to be hunted down, and Tribune Licinius has ordered me to take the best men available in their pursuit. Leave this hairy gentleman to watch the fun, and join us in the hunt!
When that Aprille with his shoures sote.
The droghte of Marche hath perced to the rote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertue engendred is the flour.
The V sign is the symbol of the unconquerable will of the occupied territories, and a portent of the fate awaiting the Nazi tyranny.
Venetia had no guile, and no affectations; she knew the world only by the books she had read; experience had never taught her to doubt the sincerity of anyone who did her a kindness.
Build: Vookworm, but tough
As spread thighs are to the libertine ... so was the letter V to young Stencil.
Verily there is nothing in all Europe so beautiful as Valldemosa.
Vejur was everything that Spock had ever dreamed of becoming. And yet Vejur was barren! It would never feel pain. Or joy. Or challenge. It was so completely and magnificently logical that its accumulation of knowledge was totally useless.
Pulque - lightning nectar for the Gods.
Get in my way again, boy, and you're going to learn that Velkan isn't the only one in this family who has fangs. Retta to Viktor
Veal, by definition, is the product of a sick, anemic, deliberately malnourished calf, a newborn dragged away from his mother in the first hours of life. Veal calves are dealt the harshest of punishments for the least essential of meats.
I just gazed at the smoke haze above Lundene, the darkness darkening a summer sky, and wished I were a bird, high in that nothingness, vanishing. Haesten
A virtuous esculent!
What is your name?"
"Again sir, that is no concern of yours."
"A mystery," he said. "I shall have to call you Clorinda."
...
"Judith! What the devil? exclaimed Peregrine. "Has there been an accident?"
"Judith," repeated the gentleman of the curricle pensively. "I prefer Clorinda.
The general welcomes Tamburlaine receiv'd, When he arrived last upon the 1 stage, Have made our poet pen his Second Part, Where Death cuts off the progress of his pomp, And murderous Fates throw all his triumphs 2 down. But what became of fair
You want me to be honest with you?" Vigholf snapped. "You want me to tell you why I have my hungry face as you call it? Because of you. Because I'm hungry for you. If there's anything I want to eat - it's you."
Rhona stepped back, hands on hips, and accused, "You cannibalistic bastard!"
Lada made her face stone, her heart a mountain. A mountain that would never be pierced to let cold, clear water flow. "Nothing holds me here.
'Do you spell it with a 'V' or a 'W'?' inquired the judge. 'That depends upon the taste and fancy of the speller, my Lord'.
The cunning livery of hell.
Verranica Welling, I love you with all my soul. I will happily be your king, if you will consent to be my love, my wife and my queen for all of our days in Doon and beyond.
This time, I didn't need to think about my answer. Yes, Jamie, Yes!
He pulled his hand back, aware now that sweat beaded on his forehead and that Rale watched him, his eyes dark, intense. Errol licked his lips. Did he want a drink? He hadn't gone more than two days in a row without a drink since he was ... since ... Warrel ... the quarry ... stone.
Vee lowered her lashes and smiled wickedly. "This class isn't going to teach me anything I don't already know."
"Vee? As in virgin?"
"Not so loud." She winked just as the bell rang, sending us both to our seats, which were side by side at our shared table.
It was a cool day and very clear. You could see a long way-but not as far as Velma had gone.
The scrutiny was smothering. Right now it seemed that being Vendan within these outpost walls was preferable to being the impudent royal who had abandoned their precious prince at the altar.
My face heated with embarrassment. The crossbreed member of Keystone - formerly known as the Shadow, a merciless killer - is now on the hunt for linens. Viktor
Is it Rilla-my-Rilla?
Thou shalt make castels thanne in Spayne And dreme of joye, all but in vayne.
Passage Vero-Dodat - I started my company on this passage. It feels as much home as it can!
Hadie: If my love could save you, you would live forever.
Rise, Luthiel, in the name of love you came and in the name of love I crown you!
Alfred has trapped you, Uhtred."
"No," I said, "the spinners did that." Ur r, Ver andi, and Skuld, the three women who spin our threads at the foot of Yggdrasil, had decided my fate. Destiny is all. "I shall go to my woman," I said.
Raveand Rhamnusia, Goddes of Dispyte,' said Lymond acidly. 'I am trying to get you home, vide the shiten shepherd and the clene shepe, with your woolly chops spotless. The only drawback to date is that the bloody sheep is going to have to carry the shepherd, so far as I can see.
Lares of the Crossroads
Kingsley, ever the joker, had his Venator mark tattooed near his unmentionables
Perdonare
"Forgive Yourself)
Merlin's beard, what is Xenophilius Lovegood wearing? He looks like an omelet.