Top 82 Quotes About Feyre
#1. We need hope as much as we need bread and meat," he interrupted, his eyes clear for a rare moment. "We need hope, or else we cannot endure. So let her keep this hope, Feyre. Let her imagine a better life. A better world.
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#2. When you lick me," he said roughly, "I want to be alone - far away from everyone. Because when you lick me, Feyre," he said, pressing nipping kisses to my jaw, my neck, "I'm going to let myself roar loud enough to bring down a mountain.
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#5. She's mine. And if any of you lay a hand on her, you lose that hand. And then lose your head. And once Feyre is done killing you, then I'll grind your bones to dust.
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#6. You were always too good for here Feyre. Too good for us, too good for everyone.' He squeezed my hand. 'If you ever escape, ever convince them that you've paid the debt, don't return.
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#8. She's your mate, Amren bit at me, not your spy go get her. She is my mate and my spy, I said too quietly. And she is the high lady of the night court. Not a consort,not wife. Feyre is high lady of the night court, my equal in every way.
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#9. Come on, Feyre. We don't bite. Unless you ask us to.
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#10. Was I interrupting? I thought it was over." Rhys gave me a smile dripping with venom. He knew-through that bond, through whatever magic was between us, he'd known I was about to say no. "At least Feyre seemed to think so.
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#11. What if you could stand against us - hold your own, a High Lady?" "There are no High Ladies." His brows furrowed, but he shook his head. "We'll talk about that later, too. But yes, Feyre - there can be High Ladies.
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#13. My brows now knotted. I read the next two words, then whipped my face toward him. "You look absolutely delicious today, Feyre?! That's what you wrote?
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#14. I met those laughing, fierce hazel eyes. Cassian's smile softened. "Hello, Feyre." My throat tightened to the point of pain, and I threw my arms around his neck, embracing him tightly. "I missed you, too," Cassian murmured, squeezing me.
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#15. My mate murmured, "Feyre Cursebreaker, the Defender of the Rainbow." I
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#16. Rhys brushed the hair from my face. "It's all part of the game, Feyre darling. Who to trust, when to trust them - what information to barter." "Do you enjoy it?" "Sometimes. Right now, I don't. Not when the risks are this high." His fingers grazed my brow. "When I have so much to lose." I
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#17. You know, I think it might be very easy to love you, too, Feyre. Easier to be your friend. I
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#18. I whirled, and through the night drifting away like smoke on a wind, I found Rhysand straightening the lapels of his black jacket. "Hello, Feyre darling," he purred.
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#19. Feyre Archeron." A labored breath. "I told you - to stay with the High Lord. And you did.
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#21. So I'm your huntress and thief?" His hands slid down to cup the backs of my knees as he said with a roguish grin, "You are my salvation, Feyre.
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#22. He brought his lips to my ear. "I would have been gentle with you, though." I shuddered as I closed my eyes. Every inch of my body went taut as his words echoed through me. "I would have had you moaning my name throughout it all. And I would have taken a very, very long time, Feyre.
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#23. Feyre", he whispered onto my head. He made my name sound beautiful. "Feyre", he whispered again-not in question, but simply as if he enjoyed saying it.
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#24. All those years, what I did for them ... And they didn't try to stop you from taking me. There it was, the giant pain that cracked me in two if I thought about it too long.
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#25. To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys."
Rhys clinked his glass against mine. "To the stars who listen - and the dreams that are answered.
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#26. Because," he went on, his eyes locked with mine, "I didn't want you to fight alone. Or die alone."
And for a moment, I remembered that faerie who had died in our foyer, and how I'd told Tamlin the same thing. "Thank you," I said, my throat tight.
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#27. I love my people, and my family. Do not think I won't become a monster to keep them protected.
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#28. It had been love, and I'd meant it-the happiness, the lust, the peace... I'd felt all of those things. Once.
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#30. I love you,' he whispered, and kissed my brow. 'Thorns and all.
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#31. It's already ended badly. Now it's just a matter of deciding how we meet the consequences.
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#32. Don't you - you don't want your own space?"
"No," he said baldly. "Unless you do. I need you protecting me from our enemies with your water-wolves.
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#33. A half-wild beast, Nesta had once called me. It was an effort to not take his hand, to not reach out to him and tell him that I understood.
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#34. He stalked closer, his movements feline, those violet eyes turning subdued-lethal. "You're welcome, you know."
"For saving you when asked." I stiffened. " I didn't ask for anything.
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#35. There you are. I've been looking for you.
His first words to me - not a lie at all, not a threat to keep those faeries away.
Thank you for finding her for me.
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#36. It didn't excuse what he'd done. Even if he'd ... saved me-I choked on the word-from having to refuse Tamlin. Having to explain.
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#37. I threw myself into that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn.
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#39. I couldn't get out; I couldn't get out; I couldn't get out.
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#40. And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory.
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#41. There had once been a time when I'd dreaded the end of summer, had prayed it would hold out for as long as possible. Now the thought of endless warmth and sun made me . . . bored. Restless.
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#42. No one was my master - but I might be master of everything, if I wished. If I dared.
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#43. Well, I'm late for something incredibly important, Lucien said, and before I could call him on his outright lie or beg him to stay, the fox-masked faerie vanished.
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#44. I needed not to be dead when I agreed."
"You needed not to be alone.
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#45. What happened to Tomas Mandray?" I asked, the words strangled.
"I realized he wouldn't have gone with me to save you from Prythian.
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#46. I glanced at my mate- the male who had always presented me with a choice not as a gift, but as my own gods-given right.
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#47. If I'd had the strength, I would have leaped on him and ripped him apart. "You're a disgusting bastard."
"I'll have to ask Tamlin if this kind of flattery won his heart.
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#48. Because I wouldn't want to die alone," I said, and my voice wobbled as I looked at Tamlin again, forcing myself to meet his stare. "Because I'd want someone to hold my hand until the end, and awhile after that.
That's something everyone deserves, human or faerie.
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#50. It had been one of the most terrifying experiences of my life, and I'd swallowed half the pond in the process, but I'd gotten the gist of it, managed to conquer my blind panic and terror and trust myself.
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#51. If you were going to die, I was going to die with you. I couldn't stop thinking it over and over as you screamed, as I tried to kill her: you were my mate, my mate, my mate.
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#52. If he wanted to break her curse, he need only find a human girl willing to marry him. But not any girl - a human with ice in her heart, with hatred for our kind. A human girl willing to kill a faerie.
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#53. But I forgot to tell him," I said quietly, opening the door, "that the villain is usually the person who locks up the maiden and throws away the key."
"Oh?"
I shrugged. "He was the one who let me out.".
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#54. I want to share this bed with you, though," I breathed. "I want you to hold me."
Stars flickered to life in his eyes. "Always," he promised, kissing my brow, his wings now enveloping me completely. "Always.
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#56. It took me a long while to realize that Rhysand, whether he knew it or not, had effectively kept me from shattering completely.
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#57. I was not prey any longer, I decided as I eased up to that door.
And I was not a mouse.
I was a wolf.
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#58. I see all of you, Rhys. And there is not one part that I do not love with everything I am.
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#59. His lips were smooth against my skin, his breath warm, and my knees buckled as he lifted my other hand to his mouth and kissed it, too. Kissed it carefully - in a way that made heat begin pounding in my core, between my legs.
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#60. A snap of Rhys's fingers, and my nightclothes - and some flimsy underthings - appeared on the bed. "I couldn't decide which scrap of lace I wanted you to wear, so I brought you a few to choose from."
"Pig," I barked
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#61. Females and males watched Rhysand throughout the hall - and the shadowsinger and I made a game of betting on who, exactly, would work up the nerve to invite the High Lord home.
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#62. I said to Lucien, low and quiet and as vicious as the talons that formed at the tips of my fingers, as vicious as the wondrous weight between my shoulder blades, "When you spend so long trapped in darkness, Lucien, you find that the darkness starts to stare back
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#63. Azriel would likely love Mor until he was a whisper of darkness between the stars.
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#64. But I wouldn't sit in my room, couldn't allow myself to mourn and mope and weep and sleep. So I would venture out, even if it was an agony ...
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#65. A life for a life
but what if the life offered as payment meant losing three others?
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#66. I'd endure every second of it over again so I could find you.
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#67. I was not a pet, not a doll, not an animal.
I was a survivor, and I was strong.
I would not be weak, or helpless again
I would not, could not be broken. Tamed.
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#68. I frowned at the eye in my palm. "What, literally shout at the tattoo?"
"You could try rubbing it on certain body areas and I might come faster.
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#69. Not forever,' he said onto my mouth. And though I knew it was a lie, I put my arms around his neck and kissed him.
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#70. Where are we going?"
Rhy's smile widened into a grin. "To Velaris - the City of Starlight.
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#71. And I wondered if love was too weak a word for what he felt, what he'd done for me. For what I felt for him.
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#74. You're free," Mor said tightly. "You're free."
Not safe. Not protected.
Free.
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#75. ...there was not enough time in life to waste on hatred. On feeling it and putting it into the world
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#76. To the stars who listen and the dreams that are answered." -Rhysand
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#77. We moved together, unending and wild and burning, and when I went over the edge the next time, he roared and went with me.
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#78. I'm thinking it would be very easy to love you. And easier to call you my friend.
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#79. You look ... better than before."
Was that a compliment? I could have sworn Lucien gave Tamlin an encouraging nod.
"And you hair is ... clean.
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#80. For him, I had done this-for him I'd gladly wrecked myself and my immortal soul.
And now I had an eternity to live with it.
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#81. But I lived in that moment - my life became beautiful again for those few seconds when our hands grazed.
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