Cate Rowan Quotes & Sayings

I am Alvarr sen Danyd, and I call you in Teganne's name. I need you. Come! — Cate Rowan

I'm a jencel bird," Kalen told her. — Cate Rowan

I can't believe I'm being coerced by a bird. — Cate Rowan

He'd set his mouth in a feral line that could have tipped toward kindness or to cruelty in a second. — Cate Rowan

The real Alvarr sidled up next to her and breathed in her ear. "May I have this..."
"No." She stepped away. Could this get any more embarrassing?
"Alvarr..." Thoren began.
"I'm a wonderful dancer," Alvarr said with a grin, taking Jillian's hand. "Light as a feather."
"I'm more like cement," she muttered... — Cate Rowan

You think I'm yours? Well, I think you're mine. — Cate Rowan

She was in love with the Great Sultan of Kad. And this was no crush. It was as real as the sun rising each morning, as the blood in her veins and the curve of the rail under her fingers. She felt the truth in every nerve, every inch of her skin. — Cate Rowan

As she removed the key, he stood close enough that she felt his breath on her ear. "Do you have something of value in there, or are you making certain I know you have a lock? — Cate Rowan

Looks were all well and good - but if a man didn't have courage, a kind heart, and integrity, he had nothing worthwhile. Alvarr had those in spades. — Cate Rowan

Her hands wrapped around his back, bunching the folds of his kaftan, and they stayed like this, connected, as dusk settled over the market. — Cate Rowan

Evil sorcerers always looked evil - at least in the Disney versions.
This was not Disney. — Cate Rowan

When I asked her about her marriage, she'd only say that sometimes people, even those who love each other, can hurt each other just by being themselves. — Cate Rowan

...the rich earth resembled crumbled flavors of chocolate. — Cate Rowan

What was she about to do? Trek across a freakish world in search of a rare and possibly extinct herb, with an arrogant mage prince who could turn her into a mutant rat with one word, and who likely suspected she was lying her kidnapped Earthling butt right off. — Cate Rowan

Come now, please continue. I'd like to kiss you before my feet disintegrate. — Cate Rowan

She wanted to be his everything. — Cate Rowan

He stepped closer, and her body warmed as if he were the sun. — Cate Rowan

He'd make a great Chippendales dancer - if he weren't already a prince. And a wizard, to boot. — Cate Rowan

After a night filled with cricket chirps - which were less annoying than she'd thought, because they'd reminded her of girl scout camping trips when she and her sister had been younger - the next morning brought her to something she'd been dreading: it was time to feed the frog. She didn't particularly want to be an accomplice to cricket murder, but neither could she let the frog go hungry. The situation wasn't fair to the crickets or to the frog. Or, really, to her. Ugh, matters of life and death were not her forte. — Cate Rowan

Snow-crested peaks thrust up far ahead, blazing white and fierce in the late afternoon sun. He measured the sun's height. "There are cotters in the next valley who'll provide beds for the night and a tasty meal."
Jilian nodded. "Good, my butt will appreciate a rest. Dang, I wasn't going to admit that," she added sheepishly.
He shot her a sideways glance and found himself smiling again. This time it didn't feel as rusty. — Cate Rowan

Oh, come now, we're professionals. For Fate's sake, I'm 128 years old and far beyond curfews. — Cate Rowan

It is said that years ago a skilled mage, perhaps the most gifted our world has known, chose the dark arts. His outlook became twisted, and the things and people touching his life became twisted as well. He knew that a mage and Source, linked by partnership, could wield much greater power than he could by himself. He also knew that if he linked with a Source, he might not be able to fully control that partnership. He thought it best, therefore, to eliminate any possible competition - by annihilating the Sources. — Cate Rowan