Kady Cross Quotes & Sayings

There's darkness in me that I can't always control. If you like a girl with a secret side, then you're gonna love me. — Kady Cross

How had he survived? And then he looked deep into her eyes and he saw the truth there. He hadn't.
He hadn't survived. — Kady Cross

It was at that moment, that even though she'd thought it before, Finley realized that Emily was a bloody genius. — Kady Cross

Who do you think keeps this country safe so you can sleep at night?"
"I don't sleep most nights. And to be honest, Your Grace, I don't feel all that safe. — Kady Cross

My knee struck a tree root as my vision went black. Suddenly, I was in a building at Haven Crest, kneeling on the floor. Blood, thick and clotted like canned cherries, crept down the walls. The lights above my head flickered off then on with a menacing hum. — Kady Cross

Jasper waited until the man was gone before asking, "You ever get tired of folks puckerin' up to your backside?"
Griffin faced him with mock gravity. "Yes. It is deuced tiring, people doing whatever I wish. Makes my life so very disagreeable. — Kady Cross

Griff. I bet he's never met a gal like you before."
"I should hope not," she replied glibly, but heat filled her cheeks. "Nature couldn't possibly make two mistakes like me."
"You're not a mistake. Don't you ever think of yourself that way. You're exactly as you ought to be. — Kady Cross

Wasn't living your life based around what people thought and expected of you a little... well, stupid? — Kady Cross

So Finley did what so many rich girls did when confronted with a situation they did not want to face. She rolled her eyes back into her head and pretended to faint. — Kady Cross

Your face is burning so bright, I'm afraid for the draperies. Are you all right?"
Fortunately, no one ever died of embarrassment. "Must be the sun. I always end up looking like a tomato."
"Right," her friends drawled. "Because the sun is so very hot through those thick rain clouds."
"Oh, shut up!" Emily laughed despite herself. "I'm blushing and I've not intention of explaining why. — Kady Cross

You want a torch or a candle, maybe? You've got your head so far up your own arse, it must be dark in there. -Sam — Kady Cross

Don't mistake me, Treasure. I can offer you many things, but friendship ain't one of them. Now, for once in your life, be a sensible girl and run away. — Kady Cross

There were moments in a person's life that they would carry with them until their dying day, and Finely knew the moment Jasper's heart broke would be one of those for her. — Kady Cross

Blokes are different from girls," Sam informed her - still scowling. "We don't need to talk about every little thing. You don't hear me whining when I break a nail."
Finley's own brows pulled together. "Do you ever think before you open your mouth?"
"Did I offend your delicate sensibilities?" Sam asked sweetly. — Kady Cross

It seemed humans, the scientifically minded ones at least, were either tempting death or trying to prolong life. Surely that was an indication of madness. — Kady Cross

When he moved to take another sandwich, she pushed the plate just out of his reach. "Talk first. Eat later, Jack."
His gaze narrowed, but there was a twinkled in his eye. "You've become cruel, Treasure. An 'eartless minx what delights in denyin' a man 'is proper tea. A little suspense is good for the digestion. — Kady Cross

What are you?" Lady Marsden asked, not bothering to hide her surprise. Obviously the lady was not accustomed to being caught snooping, let alone shut down twice.
"I have no idea, — Kady Cross

The older woman smiled. 'You're a good girl, my dear. Just what His Grace needs - someone to take him in hand.' Finley didn't think that meant quite what came to mind. — Kady Cross

You're not going to take advantage of me, are you?" The cushions felt so nice behind her head. It was so nice to lie down. "Novels are always warning young women of the dangers of being taken advantage of by wealthy young men."
"You are perfectly safe. Emily is here to protect your virtue."
"That's too bad. — Kady Cross

Call me Jack, darling. All the pretty girls call me Jack."
Finley rolled her eyes.
Emily grinned at him, bright eyes sparkling. "No doubt they call you many things, some of which they might even repeat in polite company."
"You come here to talk or flirt?" Sam demanded.
Jack smiled. "Unlike you, mate, I'm able to do two fings at once. — Kady Cross

What am I?"
She grinned. "A pain in my posterior."
He smiled, too, crinkles forming around his eyes. "I like your posterior."
"Yours isn't too shabby, either."
"Answer the question."
"I thought I had. — Kady Cross

The sleeping beauty in the fairy tale was awakened by the kiss of her prince. Finley woke up to the over-whelming and oh-so-not-delightful smell of vinegar.
"Bloody hell!" She cried, lurching upright. — Kady Cross

Even though he knew what she could do, he wasn't the lest bit afraid. It made her wonder what kind of monster lived inside of him. — Kady Cross

He's rich, handsome and dangerous. You like that."
She smiled at the uncharacteristic lack of self-confidence in his tone. "My dear duke. You are rich, handsome and dangerous."
His lips lifted on one side. "I would never describe myself as dangerous."
"Could you maybe stop talking? I'd like to kiss you but your lips won't stay still."
Eyes twinkling, he pressed his lips shut. Finley smiled and guided his head down to hers. — Kady Cross

Sam seemed to have this old-fashioned notion that women needed to be protected. Some of the most devious people Griff had ever encountered had been female. He didn't share the sentiment. — Kady Cross

Artistocrats were a queer lot - marrying for money, staying with spouses they couldn't stand, living by all manner of foolish rules. Selling their daughters to save their own hides. — Kady Cross

Finley?" His voice was weak, but there was no mistaking it.
"Griffin?" Joy skipped in her chest. "You're awake."
His forehead wrinkled, and his eyelashes fluttered. "Are you crying? My face is wet."
"Of course not," she lied. "Sam was here before me. It must have been him. — Kady Cross

I cannot tell my heart what to feel. — Kady Cross

Don't you dare die. You have to live so I can curse you up and down for scaring me like this — Kady Cross

Why is it I only get to see you with your shirt off when you're hurt? — Kady Cross

Guilt was not a good look for him - it gave one unsightly lines. And now he felt bad for being rude to the housekeeper, as well. Damnation. He was going to have to cheat at cards and seduce a married woman just to get his equilibrium back. — Kady Cross

Finely blinked, "Griffin?"
"That's my girl." He murmured in a low tone, so no one but her could hear. Then, as the crowd drew too close, he swept her away, — Kady Cross

You don't look so special"
"You're looking in the wrong place," he replied with a hint of a smile. "Look into my eyes. — Kady Cross

Spending all this time fretting and fawning over a bloke just wasn't her. If this was what infatuation did to a girl she'd take herself off to a convent in the morning. — Kady Cross

It was a little disappointing, really. As an inventor he could at least have had a hunchback assistant, or perhaps a metal one. — Kady Cross

I reckon that's the one thing you and I have in common - we both care about Em."
She gave him a small smile. "And we both have naturally charming dispositions."
His lips curved a little at her sarcasm. "That, too. — Kady Cross

When she left her room she locked the door and slipped the key into a small pocket inside her corset - no — Kady Cross

It was almost romantic, in a mad-inventor sort of way. — Kady Cross

I won't keep you from your beauty rest for long, Jack," Finley shot back as she strode into the drawing room. ( ... )
"I should 'ope not, luv. It takes a lot of rest to be this gorgeous. — Kady Cross

She refused to leave your side all bloody night", Sam remarked, with something that sounded like respect.
"She's a good friend," Griffin replied.
His old friend stared at him in amused disgust. "Griff, I'm your friend and even I wasn't about to sit here and watch you heal."
Griffin looked away, annoyed by the sudden heat in his cheeks. "Yes, well, she was a much prettier sight to wake up to than your ugly head."
"I'll have you know I've been told my eyes are like a night sky," came the mock-indignant reply. — Kady Cross

You aligned yourself with the wron fella and there were consequences. Now you can wallow in it, or you can pull that thick head of yours out of your posterior and help us figure out how to fix things. — Kady Cross

Learn from it and then let it go. Dwelling never helped anyone. — Kady Cross

The Machinist ain't exactly loquacious when it comes down to his nefarious undertakings. — Kady Cross

Emily's ginger brows were knit tight, the edges of each almost meeting over the bridge of her pert nose. You know I will, you daft baggage. As if we have any other option. — Kady Cross

What I'm trying to tell you, Griffin King, is that I don't want to live in a world that doesn't have you in it." She drew a deep breath and summoned all her courage. "I love you." Time seemed to stop. He just stared up at her. A swath of her hair fell over her shoulder onto his chest and he didn't even blink. "Griffin? Did you hear me?" "I did," he answered without a change in expression. "I'm just waiting to see if maybe I died after all, because this certainly feels like heaven. — Kady Cross

Just smashing for a girl's confidence, that was. Nothing like having a bloke's attention wander when you were doing your best to divert him. — Kady Cross

Bloody stars, if this was what it was going to be like having both halves of herself merged into one, she wasn't so certain she wanted to do it. Before evrething was morally black or white, and now if was becoming alarmingly gray. — Kady Cross

Sam glanced at him. "Feeling sorry for yourself, are you? I suppose you're allowed. I mean, look at how bloody awful your life is."
"Sarcasm doesn't become you," Griffin retorted. — Kady Cross

What's the matter with her? [Jasper] asked Griffin.
Griffin shook his head. 'Nothing. She's just two personas struggling for dominance in one body.'
[Jasper] ... Poor little thing. — Kady Cross

As they walked, the subtle lamplight of a dirigible washed over them. Finley glanced up, watching the light grow closer, slowly descending from the sky in a whirl of propellers as the ship made its way into the London air dock just a few miles away. How amazing it must be to float so high, to travel so quickly.
Dandy followed her gaze, but they didn't stop walking. "I was up in one of them flyers once," he told her. "I climbed over the rail and hung on to one of the ropes. Freeing it was. I almost let go."
She whipped her head around to gape at him. "The fall would kill you."
He smiled ever so slightly. "Not afore I flew. Worse ways to go. — Kady Cross

You're the very spawn of Satan and I'll not have you darken this door ever again. — Kady Cross

What I want from you," he said, and Finley braced herself, "is your trust. Irrevocable and unshakable. I want you to put your life in my hands, and I want to be able to do the same without hesitation."
Disturbed to her very soul, Finley could only shake her head. "You ask too much." Put his life in her hands? He was deranged! A bedlamite for certain. A crooked grin curved his mouth.
"Too much? You strange and wonderful girl, that is the least I'll ask of you. — Kady Cross

I thought you lot brought a buildin' down on 'is 'ead."
"We did," Sam replied before she could. "I don't think it took. — Kady Cross

Not everyone sees the goof in people like you do Emmy" Sam said
"She even sees the good in you — Kady Cross

Her heart kicked hard against her ribs, seized by a terrible fear that refused to let go no matter how hard she pushed. — Kady Cross

He's so handsome," Phoebe commented just as Finley directed her attention at her.
"Who?" she demanded.
"The Duke of Greythorne," came the reply. "He just left."
She glanced out the window, but all she saw was a tall gentleman with reddish-brown hair and wearing very fashionable clothing as he walked away from her. "Well, he has a tolerable back," she commented drily.
Pheobe snickered. "Looking at his backside are you, Finley? — Kady Cross

You didn't discover a secret passage into someone's palace and not tell them everything you knew about it. — Kady Cross

He doesn't lie so much as wrap the truth in temptation. — Kady Cross

Dandy?" Sam was full-on scowling now. "What the hell does that scoundrel want?"
Finley returned his dark expression with one of her own. "You shouldn't use words you can't spell, mutton head. — Kady Cross

What would I do without you to give me clarity?"
"I imagine you'd suffocate yourself by shoving your head too far up your own backside. — Kady Cross

She didn't want to believe the pretty gentleman capable of such violence, but she had learned the hard way that pretty gentlemen were often the worst of the lot. — Kady Cross

It would take little effort for her to hurt him right now. She could hurt him badly.
But Griffin King could hurt her, as well, and he hadn't. Instead of using force or violence against her, he used patience and understanding. She had no defense against that.
When he let her go, she was shaking. Tears filled her eyes as she turned to her mother who stood staring at her in horror.
"My sweet little girl," her mother whispered. "I didn't know. I would never ... " Her words faded into a choked sob. Finley crossed the short distance between them on quivering legs and wrapped her arms around the shorter woman. She didn't care if Griffin or his nasty aunt saw her tears. If anything was worth crying over, the discovery that her father had made her a monster had to be one. — Kady Cross

Finley hesitated. Maybe he'd move out of her way and let her pass.
Or a voice in her head whispered - her voice - you could kick his teeth in. — Kady Cross

There was something in his gaze that told her he liked how she looked in his clothes. It had to be a bloke thing, because she certainly wouldn't want to see him wearing hers. — Kady Cross

Coming back for more, eh?" Felix grinned at her. "I like a little fight in my girls." She grinned at him, causing blood to dribble down her chin. "Then you're going to love me. — Kady Cross

Don't cry, Treasure. You'll get me all wet and then I'll melt. I'm made of sugar, don't you know. — Kady Cross

You have a point," he conceded. "Shall I put my foot down? How about I issue an ultimatum? Its Dandy or me. What would you say to that, Miss Jayne?"
Her honey-brown eyebrows lifted, "I would probably choose Dandy just to spite you. — Kady Cross

I can't promise that I'll never be an ass, or that I'll never make you cry. I can't promise that I won't make you so angry you want to cosh me over the head with a brick. I can't promise you forever ... I'd love to, but I can give you right now. I can give you me in all my defective glory. — Kady Cross

Thank you," she said, tears leaking out of her eyes. "Thank you so much."
A gentle and hesitant hand came down on her back. "Don't cry, Treasure. You'll get me all wet and then I'll melt. I'm made of sugar, don't you know."
(Jack Dandy And Finley) — Kady Cross

Then, like a scene in a comedy - their lips but a breath away from touching - the door to the library burst open and Sam charged into the room like a bull, a map in his hands and Jasper hot on his heels.
Bloody hell, they had brilliant timing. — Kady Cross

Miss her a little? God, was she daft? He was going to miss her more than a little. No, he wasn't. He leaped to his feet and practically ran to the door. He wasn't going to miss her at all. He was going to find her and bring her home. — Kady Cross

Suddenly he was in the doorway, looming over her in a determined fashion. Gone was sweet, patient Griffin. This was the Duke of Greythorne, one of the most powerful men in England.
"I don't care that you came to Dandy," he said, his voice low, but sharp. "If you want to blame yourself for Sam's injury, then go ahead and be a fool. And I don't care that you could cosh my head in if you wanted. I came here to get you and if I have to, I'll toss you over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carry you all the way to Mayfair. I'm taking you home where you belong. — Kady Cross

They were alike, they were. Both predators, both dangerous and both vain. And they each found the other fascinating. — Kady Cross

You think I pretend weakness?"
She nodded. "Not weakness, but you like to let others think they're in control, when it's you. — Kady Cross

Tesla might not have invented a machine for going back in time, but Griffin thought he'd just found a way to stop it. — Kady Cross

Moments later Griffin had Finley in the carriage, and Jasper sat on the seat across from them.
"What's the matter with her?" he asked Griffin.
Griffin shook his head. "Nothing. She's just two personas struggling for dominance in one body."
The cowboy's eyebrows shot up, but his expression was sympathetic. "Poor little thing. — Kady Cross

Finely dropped her head, squeezed her eyes shut and began silently to do what some might call praying, she called it begging. — Kady Cross

As frightening as we may think her, I believe she finds herself even more so. — Kady Cross

And then Finley seized the spindly metal arm attached to her throat. A normal human would have no hope against such strength, but Finley was not normal. She snapped the arm at the elbow joint and then ripped the offending hand from her neck.
Holding the arm by the hand and wrist, she used it to beat the automaton ... — Kady Cross

The girl stood in the center of the large four-poster bed. She wore a nightgown and robe that Cordelia had generously, and unknowingly, donated. Anything of Emily's would have been far too short and too small. Her honey-colored hair fell over her shoulders in messy waves and her similarly colored eyes were almost black with wildness, her pupils unnaturally dilated.
Fear. He felt it roll off her in great waves. It shimmered around her in a rich red aura Griff knew he alone could see, as it was viewable only on the Aetheric plane. She was afraid of them and, like a trapped animal, her answer to fear was to fight rather than flee. Interesting.
She was certainly a sight to behold. Normally she was probably quite pretty, but right now she was ... she was ...
She was bloody magnificent. That's what she was. Except for the blood, of course. — Kady Cross

This is delicious," she said, when she finally recovered enough to speak.
Jack was watching her in a curious manner. "You could have 'em every morning if you want. — Kady Cross