Fae Romance Quotes & Sayings

Rain flung his head skyward and loosed a mighty roar of primal triumph.
Death to those who endangered the Fey!
Death to those who injured his friends, his brothers!
He was Rainier-Eras, Feyreisen, and he was winged vengeance. — C.L. Wilson

Lexi looked him up and down and laughed. I'll fight every one of you. I'll make it my goal to slice off every Dark Fae dick. I'll make sure that you can't harm another human again — Donna Grant

I don't have to ask to know that something bad happened in your past."
"Because I doona smile?"
Her smile was sad when her gaze met his. "It's your eyes. Your view of the world is colored."
"As is yours. — Donna Grant

Holy shit! Can we say unstable? Was I the only sane one around here? Well, I guess that really wasn't setting the standard very high. -Ember, Darkness Of Light — Stacey Marie Brown

His head lowered so that his cheek softly brushed against hers. With his mouth near her ear, he whispered, I can't keep my hands from you. — Donna Grant

There was nothing else in the entire universe, nothing but the two of them together. Her curves, his angles. Her light, his darkness. Her softness, his exquisitely aching hardness.
Male. Female. — Thea Harrison

You're a Scott," the Dark said, his lips peeled back in displeasure, as if just saying the word was revolting.
"And you're Irish. I'm so glad we got that settled. — Donna Grant

He smelled of forest and primal desire that saturated Taryn's senses and made her imagine what it felt like to be caught and conquered. — Genevra Thorne

She is beautiful, soft hair nearly midnight in color, large eyes nearly as dark, and ivory skin like the petals of the lily, and she wore a fragrance of jasmine. But 'tis her willfulness that I enjoyed the most. And her resourcefulness. — Terry Spear

King Tiernan scowled at the mess his father had gotten him into...all because the heartless man had to die. Hawk fae kings were to immediately marry as soon as they were seated on the throne and a suitable bride could be found...
Legend had it that the queen always met an early death - ordered by the king himself, although it was said that a secret order of assassins was given the task. Why? Because two sons or a son and a daughter could fight over ruling the kingdom. Civil war could ensue. So best to ensure the queen only had one offspring. And then, she no longer was needed. — Terry Spear

She said, "Thank God. The spell didn't recognize you as an enemy."
He gave in to his impulse at last and cupped her chin, stepping close so that he could feel the heat from her body. It was a subtle warmth that touched him in places he didn't understand and had long denied existed. "That's because I'm not your enemy, Sophie. — Thea Harrison

I'm not one to let such a striking man pass without looking my fill. — Donna Grant

I wish to know what you are doing here," he whispered to the unknown woman, drumming his fingers on the road. "And what you might have to do with a stray puck and an enemy Queen. — Thea Harrison

I go in on your arm and we separate. To make me look unavailable, since Vlad likes what he can't have, I play dumb blonde and make myself sexy." I glared as Adam barked with laughter at my words."No going off of the plan, when he takes you in the back room - and he will, you work the information out of him without blowing your cover, or him." I shot the glare to Ryder. "I have no intention of bobbing on Vlad's knob. Or yours." I tossed into remove the wide smirk my response had given him and it worked. — Amelia Hutchins

One ravishing dark-haired beauty wearing leather pants and strategically applied electrical tape, stared hard at me and, when she saw me looking, licked her lips very, very slowly. She trailed a fingertip over her chin, down across her throat, and down over her sternum and gave me a smile so wicked that it's parents should have sent it to military school. — Jim Butcher

Two lovers, two hearts, one soul.
Only joined can they be truly complete.
Only joined can they survive the darkness. — C.L. Wilson

Kyran was a Dark Fae, but that's not what she saw when she loo9ked at him. She saw a man who was devoted to his friends and his cause. She saw a man who was haunted by his past.
She saw a man who made her think of the future. — Donna Grant

Her music ran through him with electric energy, more joyous than anything he could remember and more painful than silver. — Thea Harrison

If we continue, we die," Baylon said.
Jordyn touched his face. "If I don't have you inside me, I die. — Donna Grant

He yearned for something more.
It could have been his. It had been his.
Until he walked away. — Donna Grant

His words were almost soundless. "I've gotten to a really dark place, Melly. The darkest place I've ever been."
"You don't have to be there anymore," she told him gently. "Don't you know what happens at the darkest point of the day?"
He stroked her soft lower lip with the ball of one thumb. "What?"
She rubbed her fingers soothingly along his muscled forearms. "A beautiful, brand-new day begins, and it's all fresh and full of promise." She smiled into his gaze. "That's why magic in the fairy tales happens at midnight, you know. When you reach that point, you have the power to change everything. — Thea Harrison

Gavin turned to leave, and I was right behind him so I could close the door when he walked out, but he stopped short and turned back around. I bumped straight into him, our faces close, too close, at this point.
"I've missed you," Gavin whispered. — Brynn Myers

Love is more than just feeling something Syn, it's the connection of two souls that intertwine and cannot be without the other. It's not just saying you love someone, it's showing them with every fucking breath you take, every look. It just is, simple as that. That kind of love doesn't die. It withers the soul without the other to keep it alive. — Amelia Hutchins

You're a machine," she murmured when he swept kisses across her jaw and over her cheek.
"Only for you, sweetheart. — Savannah Stuart

What are you doing?" she whispered.
He wasn't sure why she was whispering, but he kept his voice just as low. "I want to taste you. — Savannah Stuart

Personal growth was damn hard work. It also took a lot of time, so it was going to have to take a backseat for a while.
Because right now, he had a battle to fight and Vampyre ass to kick. — Thea Harrison

Death chose each of us - both Dark and Light - for a reason. There can't be Light without Dark or Dark without Light. — Donna Grant

Death's head cocked to the side. I can be very ... persuasive ... when needed. — Donna Grant

I want to take my time with you - to learn ... every inch of you. And this apartment has very, very thin walls. I don't want to have an audience" he added as he leaned down again, brushing his mouth over the cut at the base of her throat, "when I make you moan, Aelin. — Sarah J. Maas

Do you realize that you gave me the best orgasm of my life and we haven't even kissed? — Katie Reus

Nissa stirred as she felt the soft brush of something -- lips - tease against her neck. With her eyes closed, she smiled. Thomas' spicy, masculine scent was unmistakable. "What are you doing?" she murmured.
"If you have to ask, I must be doing it wrong. — Savannah Stuart

If he wouldn't take charge of this, she would. "Take off your clothes. — Savannah Stuart

The Light Fae had sacrificed so much for the Kings. She had been a true friend and ally to them in the past, but she was changing rapidly.
Balladyn was chasing her, and it now appeared that Ulrik was as well. If her King didn't step up and set things right, Rhi would be lost to them forever. — Donna Grant

They wanted to stick her on a spit and roast her --- after doing some horrible things to her. — Katie Reus

Why can't I get enough of you?" she asked between kisses.
"Do you want to? — Donna Grant

What do you mean? What present? And why my trunk?" Anton sure had a lot of questions, but at least he drove a little faster.

"I needed to transport him back to Marin's house, and your car was unlocked."

"It most certainly was not, you Battle-Fae-Bastard. — Tracey Clark

His fingers wrapped around the smooth metal handle, and he eased the knife from its sweat-patinaed leather sheath and weaved the blade skillfully through the air. While it didn't have the impression of a Fae-forged blade, he did feel something alive within the mortal steel as if the old blade had drunk deeply of blood and continued to thirst. — Jacqueline Patricks

I need you, lass," he whispered.
Darcy opened her eyes to find him over her. "How fast can you get out of those clothes? — Donna Grant

He kissed her stopping her words at once. A pronounced number of gasps resonated across the room. — Terry Spear

I'm not letting you -- us -- go that easily, sweetheart, so get used to having me in your life. — Savannah Stuart

Tiago turned to survey the large, crowded ballroom. "Good job not killing anybody."
"That's what Pia said," Dragos told him. "Night's not over yet. — Thea Harrison

Now the son of a bitch was saying it was a fluke. Cloud nine to complete shit in ten seconds. The guy wasn't just an emotional roller coaster; he was a whole damned amusement park. — S.W. Vaughn

She had tried to imagine him as a young Gladiator in the arena. Back then he must have been as dangerous as a lean, half-starved alley cat. Now, the alley cat had long since vanished. What stood in his stead was a scarred and even more deadly lion who carried the weight of having lived for many years in his prime. — Thea Harrison

To have a man be able to touch her and bring her to the edge of release in a matter of seconds was a skill rarely found. "As rare as the Arc of the Covenant," Sophie mumbled to herself. — Donna Grant

I want to hear you cry out in pleasure again."
"All you have to do is touch me. — Donna Grant

I don't know what this nice guy routine is, but I know who you are and why you're here so if you think you can seduce me for whatever reason, you're out of your mind. And you better not think you can try that crap with Shea, I will claw you to ribbons."
His emerald eyes darkened until they were practically black. He leaned closer until he was inches from her ear. She tried to ignore his earthy scent but found it impossible with his hot breath against her neck. "I do want to fuck you, long and hard, but not for any other reason that I want you. For the record, I haven't been with a woman - wolf or human - in over two decades. — Savannah Stuart

Are you nervous?"...
"A little."
"Do you want to stop?"
"No, just go slow."
"I can do that." He could do any damn thing she asked of him. — Savannah Stuart

So," Tristan said with an odd grin. "This is my home."
Seth looked at Armara, who blinked at him. "It's ... big," Seth said slowly.
Armara laughed quietly and bumped her should against his arm. "It is that." ...
Tristan snorted and shook his head. "I'd make a joke along the lines of, 'well if you think this is big,'" ...
Nothing like a dick joke to bring people together. — Carrie Ann Ryan

Stop looking at my mouth."
His eyes darkened, as she saw his pupils dilate. He mouthed back, just as silently. "What if I don't want to stop looking at your mouth? — Thea Harrison

Growing up she'd heard rumors about the enforcer and how badass he was... — Savannah Stuart

Warm lips met her shoulder where he placed a light kiss. "Doona be afraid of me. I'll always protect you."
Kinsey moved back against him, allowing her shoulder to rub against his bare chest. Heat radiated from him, cocooning her in everything Ryder. — Donna Grant

Now, if you don't mind, send one my way. Bob is getting tired."
"Who's Bob? You've not told me about a Bob," Sophie said, a little hurt.
"I have too," Claire said and gave her a little shove in the arm. "Bob is Battery Operated Boyfriend, B.O.B. — Donna Grant

He was the darkest of voices inside her head, the Night-kind King, and when he turned his gift of persuasion onto her, she wanted to take her soul out of her body and hand it to him. — Thea Harrison

Great! I hope different police officers are here this time."
"Might be, but we're in the same police jurisdiction. I'm certain from the last time you were here, they probably have a record about you. What was it you said? You were playing some game re-enactment the last time you were injured?"
"Yes. How did your brother come up the idea of a paint-ball game? That's a good one."
"He's played them here before. He would like to bring the game back to our world, but we fight for real. — Terry Spear

As soon as he stood in front of her, she folded her arms and looked cross.
"You don't have any gardening skills. You turned down a prestigious job to weed the garden?
"I will be rewarded richly in treasures untold."
She raised a brow.
"I've heard dragon-shifters pay a lot of money to merchants and the like.
"Aaagh, but you are also a dragon-shifter of a sort.
Yes, but I am a gardener, which means I don't go on high-risk missions to earn my gold. — Terry Spear

No one will bother us now."
She touched his lips with her finger. "I think I'll scream if they do."
"Oh, you'll be screaming. That I promise you. — Donna Grant

You want to start over?" he murmured against her ear. His hot breath sent shivers to her toes. — Savannah Stuart

You are sitting in my chair, my lord." She said the words very civilly, she thought. Although he quirked a brow and lowered his chin as if giving her one of those looks. Like really? In a way that wasn't a question. She was telling a fae king, a hawk fae king, and a guest of the dark fae, that he should be sitting in her seat? But she didn't stop there. "You may sit there if it pleases you." She pointed to Micala's seat since he was not at the meal. Her mother's mouth gaped and for once she didn't have an immediate rebuke ready for Ritasia. The king gave Ritasia such a sinister smile, she was afraid she might have gone a little too far with her first encounter with him. She quickly remembered her manners, curtseyed, though, because she wasn't wearing a gown, she thought she looked a little ridiculous, then looked back up at him. — Terry Spear

She watched him for a long moment, an adorably annoyed frown wrinkling her forehead. "You're obnoxious when you're right. — Katie Reus

His hair was shorter than I remembered, tawny in this half-light, the tousled edges casually framing the clean, commanding lines of his face. His mouth, normally so stern was relaxed now and as I stared a slight sweet smile touched his lips, its curve softening the straight strong lines of his nose and brow. Finally, inevitably, I met his eyes and felt a connection that seared straight through me, down through my soles and away. Those eyes, darker than mine, the darkest blue, dark and as impenetrable as glaciers. Tonight he was real, so very real that my heart thumped, my blood sang, my legs shook. — Hannah Blatchford

I never counted on you, lass. You are strong, honorable, clever, shrewd, beautiful, and resilient. You doona ever quit, and you doona ever give up. So why give up on me? — Donna Grant

Do you think I could win?"
"It matter not what I believe. Only what you believe."
Maracose's comment made Brett think of the Jedi master, Yoda, in Star Wars. But he was determined to win and would try, no, not just try, but he think only positively about the outcome. He would survive the trials. — Terry Spear

Oh soldier, how did we come to such a place? — Thea Harrison

He leaned forward then and put his face in the crook of my neck, so he could smell the warmth rising from it. His nose touched my skin, just enough to make me shiver.
When he spoke again, it was right next to my ear, and his voice was deep, and his breath moved the fine hairs on my ear, starting a vibration deep within my eardrum. "But that smell, right there," He murmured, "That smell is all you. I love that smell too. I want to wear that smell on my skin and roll around in it. I want to live in that smell alone."
Wounded
(Bracken to Cory) — Amy Lane

What's wrong? Where's Gavin?" Mabellio grabbed my shoulders as I tried to barge through the door. "He's fine." He paused. "Now."
"Oh my God," I cried. "I want to see him."
Golar spoke in a calm, soothing tone. "You may, but understand he will need time to heal before he can journey anywhere. You both are welcome to stay, along with Oliver, of course, until he is able."
I nodded my head quickly. "Thank you." I started to walk through the doorway but turned back towards Golar and Mabellio. "Do you know how or why he is even here? I am utterly confused. This is my dream. My nightmare. How is he a part of that? — Brynn Myers

Giving him a grateful nod, Graydon turned away.
A heavy hand fell on his shoulder, causing him to stop in his tracks. Dragos' grip clenched, almost to the point of pain.
Normally, Dragos was not demonstrative with anyone other than Pia and Liam. Moved, Graydon angled his face away. After a moment, he reached up to grip the other man's hand in return. Only then did Dragos' hold ease and allow him to continue on his way. — Thea Harrison

He can surround a sword with flames."
Freya sounded proud of him. That irritated Ena. He was her prisoner and only she had the right to feel proud of him as far as she was concerned. — Terry Spear

I smell?"
"You smell..." He flicked a glance at Bo, who was growling. "You tell her then."
Bo's jaw tightened, but he looked at her with a rawness on his face that completely undid her. "Like roses and sunshine. It makes them want to kill you or eat you or..." He cleared his throat, not needing to finish because she knew what he meant. "It's very enticing. — Katie Reus

She drank in the sight of him, the power, the virility, the sheer sexiness. She knew just how well those lips of his kissed, how gentle and coaxing his hands could be, and how mouth-watering his body was. — Donna Grant

Sex is still on the table. We just keep the yucky love stuff out of it."
...
"Now where is this table you speak of to have sex on? You should take me there. Now. — Eden Ashe

You aren't meant to be a prisoner. You're powerful and incredible."
"You've no' seen me in dragon form."
"I don't have to. I see the man before me now. — Donna Grant

The Fey did nothing in half measures. That intensity of emotion was part of their appeal. It made them the fiercest warriors, the staunchest allies, the most passionate lovers. The most devoted mates. — C.L. Wilson

Erith, he said and bowed his head.
Her blue-black hair hung to her hips in soft waves. — Donna Grant

Thank you," she said against his neck.
For what?"
For putting up with me."
He chuckled against the top of her head. "As if I could live without you. — Savannah Stuart

Ellysetta Baristani is my shei'tani." His eyes found hers. "My truemate." A murmur of voices rippled through the crowd.
"Please tell the court what a truemate is."
"A truemate is the person who holds the other half of a Fey's soul." His gaze never left hers, and Ellie felt the magic of his voice wrapping her in imperceptible weaves of longing. "It is the most sacred bond known to any Fey, more sacred than that between a king and his subjects, more sacred even than that between a mother and a child. — C.L. Wilson

He who rides a tiger is afraid to dismount. — Thea Harrison

We could cut loose, you know. Every man for himself. I look after my orgasm, you look after yours. Right here, right now. Quick and dirty. — Thea Harrison

While her high cheekbones and sensual mouth added to her beauty, it was her eyes that caught him. They looked at the world as if it were a large sandbox waiting to expose its treasures. — Donna Grant

And though I will never forgive myself for what I did, every day when the doubts creep in, I remind myself that the gods made me for their own purpose. That no matter how seemingly dark and terrible that purpose was, they trusted me to fulfill it. And I remind myself every day, that somehow, I must have proven myself worthy in their eyes because they sent me you, my soul's mate and the beacon that drew me back from Shadow. — C.L. Wilson

He cupped her head with both hands. "You're full of your own kind of magic, and it's much more rare and beautiful than all the other spells around you. They are commonplace. You are unique. — Thea Harrison

Ellysetta Baristani." Belliard's voice caused her to stop and turn back around. "Even should you clothe yourself in rags and dirt, you would bring honor to the Fey. — C.L. Wilson

There, before me, was a pond surrounded by large patches of tall grass and spindly trees that swayed gently with the cool breeze. In the middle of the water was a man hunched over, bound to two tree stumps. He was moaning and in pain. I could feel it from where I stood. I moved towards him but stopped when a deep voice spoke in the darkness.
"Do not touch him. — Brynn Myers

Where are we?"
"In a special place," he whispered, dragging his lips across her ear, "where magic is real. — Genevra Thorne

Ena," Brett said.
"Lady Ena, Ryker corrected from the doorway.
Brett smiled. He couldn't imagine her wanted to be called anything but Ena, but he would call her anything that pleased her.
The sharp look she gave her butler made Brett think calling her Lady Ena was out.
Ryker, being his usual unflappable self, just looked at her as if he was in charge and she would go by her new title or else. — Terry Spear

Even though she was terrified she'd somehow get Bo killed because he'd gotten trapped here with her, she was still glad to have him here. In that moment she realized there was no one else she'd rather have by her side.
That scared her more than anything because Bo was the one male she shouldn't want. — Katie Reus

The enemy of her enemy was not necessarily her friend. — Thea Harrison

As he stared down at River's lips, swollen from his kisses, there was no question she would be his. The fire within her matched his. — Donna Grant

I'm Kyran. I'm usually the one who keeps him in line," he said as he motioned to Talin.
That made Neve's smile widen. "You need to keep a better eye on him."
"I know," Kyran replied wryly. — Donna Grant

Dark Fae are evil. They do evil things to each other, but there is an unspoken rule that you never harm family."
She held him tighter, wishing she could take away his pain with a hug. "Families hurt each other all the time. — Donna Grant

You're here! She repeated, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs
around his hips. He'd dropped his bags as she'd ran, and now he cupped her bottom in his large hands ... His heart gave a giant thump, all the way down from his chest to his stomach,
and as she smiled up at him he lowered his head and devoured her mouth,
smile and all. Her lips were just as warm, and just as soft as he remembered, and her mouth tasted like peaches and cinnamon and Corinne Carol-Anne and without thought he pushed her back against the hallway wall and kissed her and kissed her and kissed her as though all their time apart would disappear in that frantic mating of tongue and lips and teeth. He wanted to take her into himself, all of her, and keep her warm and safe and happy, just like this moment when she
burst with joy, just to see him.
Wounded
(Green and Cory, after being apart) — Amy Lane

She stared at the bullwhip coiled Indiana Jones-style at his narrow waist, then at the black-handled dagger sheathed on his right hip. An obsidian rapier
Fae-forged and unbreakable
almost merged with one of the taped seams that ran down the sides of his pants. He even wore a dagger gunslinger-style at his hip. Dear Goddess, the man was a walking arsenal, but he was sexy as hell. — Kryssie Fortune

This was no figment of his imagination.
This was flesh, blood and pure sin in a dress. — Savannah Stuart

She'd come across a few Highlanders while in Edinburgh, but none compared to Darius. She didn't even have to ask if he was a Highlander.
It was in the way he held himself, the way he spoke. It was a look that couldn't be faked or copied. Whatever made a man a Highlander was in his blood, in his very soul. — Donna Grant

He rose up and looked down at her. "If I'd known you were out there, I would've begun searching for you thousands of years ago."
Her smile was soft and glorious. "That was the perfect response."
"It's the truth. — Donna Grant

I know you're more than fae."
She just grinned. "It's true, I'm part fae, part awesome. — Katie Reus

A low, purring rumble reverberated in his chest, his voice tight when he spoke. "Ah, hell, You're naked. — Eden Ashe

He closed his eyes. Swiftly like a predator, the vision of his death struck. This time it would not be denied.
The white ground, black rocks, and red drops of his heart's blood growing on the ground like blooming roses. He lost himself in the sensation of liquid warmth flowing between his fingers.
When he could finally see again, he found himself kneeling on the floor, shoulders hunched. That damned scene hung like an albatross around his neck, until he almost wished it would go ahead and happen, just so that he could get it the fuck over with.
He had carried that albatross for almost two hundred damn years - exactly from the moment when he had responded to a damsel in distress and had embroiled himself in another man's curse. — Thea Harrison

After one kiss you're already looking to get rid of me? — Savannah Stuart

You look good in my shirt," he murmured.
The quiet words drew her gaze back to his face. "Then why do you look disappointed?"
His shoulders lifted slightly. "I was hoping you'd be wearing nothing. — Savannah Stuart

Don't worry, due'ane," He murmured lowly...."Who's Dewey Anne." I asked him, voice gruff. He was so familiar, this Bracken, but so strange, naked next to me. I could touch
him, I realized with wonder. I could run my hands from his flank to his shoulder, and he would welcome the touch because he was mine.
You are." He whispered, and I met his eyes. "It's elfish, the feminine noun
for 'other equal half'. You are my other. My everything."
--Wounded
(Bracken and Cory) — Amy Lane