Melissa Marr
Melissa Marr
Melissa Marris an American author of young-adult/urban fantasy novels...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth25 July 1972
CountryUnited States of America
comic movies
I watch comic book movies. Give me 'The Avengers,' give me 'Thor', those are my area. But I don't watch comedies.
half needs like-you
Some mortals--like you--are already half in love with death. It is who you are, and I'll not make it harder on you by telling you things you don't need to know. Ask me again when you die. Then I'll tell you everything, anything, nothing.
loyal deceitful faerie
Faeries are equally loyal and deceitful.
stealing century mortals
They've been stealing mortals away for centuries, but they can't have you.
break-through giving glamour
Love can give a person strength to break through glamours and magicks.
song thinking lunch
Can I join you at lunch?" She paused. "You have every other day." He laughed, a sound as musical as the chiming song of the lupine fey when they ran. "Yes. But you resented it every other day." "What makes you think I won't resent it today?" "Hope. It's what I live on...
say-anything said knows
How was I to know? ... You didn't say anything.""I said lots of things," he corrected gently. "You just didn't hear them.
loving-someone
Loving someone meant letting them be who they were, not caging them
answers forgotten asks
He was an answer to a question she'd forgotten to ask.
tell-me-i-can-t i-can
Have you ever tried?" "No." Then don't tell me I can't.
integrity potatoes deceit
You say potato; I say potahto..." I say integrity; you say deceit.
hands spokes stills
She stepped closer to one of the statues. It looked wide-eyed, almost afraid as she reached out her hand. One of the women reached out and snatched Aislinn's still uplifted hand. "No." The women spoke all at once, not to her or to Keenan, but softly-as if to themselves-in a sibilant whisper. "He's ours. Fair exchange. Not yours to interfere.
weight firsts add
In the end mortals always expired before faeries. They were such finite creatures. Their first heartbeat and breath were but a blink from death. To add the weight of nourishing his insatiable court in a time of peace was to hasten that unconscionably.