Heather Heffner Quotes & Sayings

We cannot leave, but that does not mean we will stay - stay in the same place in the same system that profits from recycling us at the bottom. We will disrupt it. Build our own space that will swallow bits and pieces of theirs. We were waiting for permission, waiting for the Darkness to acknowledge our worth, but we've always had the power to make it come to be. — Heather Heffner

My body slid from human to wolf in a crack! of black smoke. Wolf was panting and I watched frost dissipate on my hot tongue, sending tiny rivulets of steam into the air. The world was sharp and clear, and I never realized how many different colors of shadow there were. It made me savor the dark beauty of night even more. — Heather Heffner

There is a rule in Hell: Don't trust anyone who takes time out of their day to help you. — Heather Heffner

We're only five years apart," I said defiantly. "If you look at some of those dysfunctional vampyre relationships, we're near normal. — Heather Heffner

I clung tightly to Kwan's mane as he propelled his great serpent body through the cloud banks. The cockatrice's big green head dipped under the clouds, and I spotted an emerald island below, with dramatic peaks jutting up from the jungle. I asked the great cockatrice for the name of the isle, but he only laughed at me, saying that names changed faster than a century's wind. That didn't seem very fast to me, but I took his word for it. — Heather Heffner

Clinging to the rags I had left, I gazed out upon the full breadth of the Furnace and shook at what I saw.
The world had been wiped clean of all trace of humanity. Sharp sandstone peaks protruded into the gray sky like a humped backbone, spilling into vast seas of sand on either side. Boulders and driftwood, the castaways of some bygone mountain, cast the only disruption upon the land. And I realized - no sun crossed the sky; there was only constant, lingering grayness. — Heather Heffner

I was falling for the man who had turned me. He could never know. — Heather Heffner

I loved the way his eyes glowed when they looked at me. My piece of Earth.
I kissed it one more time, gently, and let it go. — Heather Heffner

I blew a strand of black hair from my face. "A demon treating another with kindness is something I have yet to see."
"Careful," the demon whispered. "You may have already seen the rough shape and form it takes in this world, and yet you do not recognize it. — Heather Heffner

The Bloodsucker Queen has lived for what, a millennium? She can wait on her decaying ass a little while longer. — Heather Heffner

I want to be humbled. I want to meet people more messed up than I am. I want to get lost and come out the other end having no idea who I am. — Heather Heffner

In every story I'd read about dragons, they dwelled in caves far away from civilization. They didn't live in the upper heights of ritzy Gangnam with a view of the Han River shimmering in the moonlight. And they certainly didn't live in a villa that looked like a geometric cube with windows that changed color based on the time. — Heather Heffner

You have seen the suffering that creates the greatest and most beautiful of things. It also creates the greatest of evils. — Heather Heffner

We landed heavily on the sand. I threw off Khyber's embrace. "I can walk by myself."

"Good. You're heavier than usual. How does a girl manage to put on weight on a deserted island?"

"I'm just trying to keep you in shape," I replied sweetly. "Your tiny, pale-ass arms aren't impressing anyone."

"Sensitive, are we?"

But when a tree-sized stalagmite barred our way, Khyber swiftly strode forward to snap it in two. I laughed and brushed past him.

"I'm not the only one. — Heather Heffner

In a world of fog and gray, the youth is a shining being dressed in dark violet, his golden-flecked hair smoothed back from his bronzed temples. He resembles a human, but no man I have ever seen holds himself like a king, like a gleaming statue chiseled from topaz.
I swallow. I am standing before a demon, the most beautiful being I have ever seen, and I can't run. I can only stand in the hushed glade and stare, snowflakes falling in the space between us. — Heather Heffner

The lanterns filled the sky, pulsing with the harmonious light of fireflies, and a great host of ghosts departed from the earth to join them. The higher they rose into the zenith of the heavens, the further night was chased back, until a great and radiant being resumed its throne in the sky. — Heather Heffner

It felt as if I'd been teleported to the dark side of the moon, forced to gaze out at the stars and wonder which one I'd come from. — Heather Heffner

Behind lay loneliness and delusions. Ahead lay answers, and yes, Riley. So bent double beneath my load, but naked no longer, I followed the two demons deeper into Hell. — Heather Heffner

When you face the vampyres, you fight with passion, because you can see a new sunrise beyond their darkness. A life beyond their misery. And you're going to make sure everyone else wakes up with you to see it. — Heather Heffner

I found it easier to stare out into the infinite blackness, away from the fire burning itself out in his eyes. — Heather Heffner

... the door banged wide open, and the most striking man I had ever seen stood in the frame, the black winds whipping around him like a chariot of storm clouds. — Heather Heffner

The temperature in the glade plummeted, and I realized she was right behind me. Her jaws, blackened with tar-hardened ice, ripped into my thigh, and then her silvery whorled horns bucked me into the swamp. I whirled around, scrambling to get a grip on the slippery weeds. Sun Bin roared. My challenge was met. She wanted to destroy the vampyre tombs, but she would make sure I was defeated first.

I braced myself as the Winter Dragon lowered her head and charged. — Heather Heffner

I'd like to sit there, I said softly to the girl sitting in front of the other mirror. She scampered.
I took over her abandoned make-up and painted my face. Red cheeks, to attract hungry vampyre glances. Black liquid eyeliner and mascara, to draw attention away from my bitter eyes. My silky-thin, raven hair, undone in waves over my bare shoulders. The magenta shade of apple gloss on my lips, to make them plump and inviting. Finally, a strapless golden dress that hugged my hips and not much lower. I stood up, feeling the cold air slide down the bare skin of my back like fingers, and panicked. I couldn't wear something like this! Not without a cardigan! A light dress jacket, at least!
I took a gulp of Amrit's wine and detached myself from the fretting child in my head. Then I strode from the sleeping chambers. — Heather Heffner

It is not often one chooses a demon over an angel.
So they told me. But this demon was the only one who made me feel safe. — Heather Heffner

Father never went into depth about what happened if I woke up, unable to remember how I'd died, but most definitely in the hands of those not selected to have s'mores and sleepovers for all of eternity. — Heather Heffner