Katie Lynn Johnson Quotes & Sayings

Every step he took in the direction of the First Regiment camp was a struggle. His logic alone told him that it was for the best. Every other fiber of his being was screaming for him to return to the castle, to Alexa. He had ignored it for so long, the pull that he felt toward her. But ignoring it had become impossible. — Katie Lynn Johnson

Sam inquired in a low voice, "You don't like heights?"
Caleb shrugged his shoulders noncommittally and replied, "Maybe it isn't so much a fear of heights as it is a fear of plummeting to my death. — Katie Lynn Johnson

An elegant sari was draped across her figure; magnificent, painstakingly embroidered, and in a shade of deep red, it was even more lavish than the gowns she had worn every day since arriving at the castle. Her lips and eyes were painted, and though she looked beautiful she had never been more miserable. — Katie Lynn Johnson

It had been the most difficult part of coming to terms with what she was; knowing that she had to give up a potentially blissful and wildly happy relationship with Caleb. But it was her responsibility, she told herself, to say goodbye to him. — Katie Lynn Johnson

The grass and the vines and the willow tree were all so lush and vividly green that he was slightly awed by them. Their location within an alcove of a cliff made all of it more remarkable. It was such an unexpected place for something so beautiful, like an oasis in the middle of a barren desert. — Katie Lynn Johnson

Honestly, Miss Costa," Queen Jada stated briskly as she sprinkled a pinch of salt over her plate. "There are hundreds of women who would kill to be in your position."
"Well, perhaps I can meet them," Alexa said snidely, her panic quickly turning to anger, "because I would rather die than be Dante's wife. — Katie Lynn Johnson

But she had slept, she was positive. She knew it because of the dreams. Despite the comfort of her bed she had tossed and turned all night, her sleep punctured by images and disjointed flashes of battle. She thought she had also dreamt of a handsome stranger with dark hair and a charming smile. Upon waking, however, the unknown man's features were indistinct in her memory. — Katie Lynn Johnson

Caleb thanked her as she walked past him to leave, and he felt an odd swooping sensation in his stomach when she flashed him a dazzling smile. He couldn't help but look after her as she swept from the room, and felt a ripple of pleasure when she paused in the doorway to look back at him. It wasn't entirely fair, he thought, that a girl should be able to affect him the way the nameless angel had. — Katie Lynn Johnson

No sooner had the thought occurred to him than he found himself staring down the barrel of a single-shot caplock pistol, and halted in his tracks. It was not a particularly accurate weapon if he remembered correctly, not that it would matter at point-blank range. — Katie Lynn Johnson

Just thinking about spending an uninterrupted hour with him makes the color rise in my cheeks, and Emma inquires, "Are you okay? You seem kind of ... distracted."
Distracted. Well, that's one way to put it.
Deciding to throw caution to the wind, I fess up, "Kyle's here. It's our first night together."
"The cop who arrested you?" Emma suddenly looks much more cheerful as she quips, "Kinky, Jessalyn. Did he bring his handcuffs? — Katie Lynn Johnson

He kissed her slowly, deeply, seized by a slew of contrasting emotions. It was wrong to kiss her, he registered faintly in the back of his mind, but it felt more right than anything else he had done since arriving in Alvair. A fire awakened somewhere within him as their lips met, the heat of it at odds with the chill of the Amulet clutched between their hands. — Katie Lynn Johnson