From Blood And Ash Quotes

“Stop calling me that!' I squirmed.

'And you should stop doing that,' he said, his voice rougher, deeper. 'Then again. Please continue. It's the perfect kind of torture.'
...
'You're sick.'

'And twisted. Perverse, and dark.' The rough stubble of his chin dragged over my cheek, and my spine arched in response. He seemed to get even close as his fingers spread over mine. 'I'm a lot of things-'

'Murderer?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“Not everything was a lie, Poppy. Not everything.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“It hurts.'

'I know.' Misreading what I said, his gaze latched on to mine. 'I'm going to fix it. I'll make the pain go away. I'll make it all go away. You won't carry one more scar.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“This is highly inappropriate,' I muttered.

His answering chuckle stroked my nerves in all the wrong- and right- ways. 'More inappropriate than you masquerading as a wholly different kind of maid at the Red Pearl?'

My jaw snapped shut so quickly and tightly, I was surprised I didn't crack a molar.

'Or more inappropriate than the night of the Rite, when you let me-'

'Shut up,' I hissed.

'I'm not done yet,' he said, his chest pressing against my back. 'What about sneaking off to fight the Craven on the Rise? Or that diary-?'

'I get your point, Hawke. Can you stop talking now?'

'You're the one who started this.'

'Actually, no, I did not.'

'What?' A low laugh left him. 'You said, and I quote, "this is wildly, grossly, irrefutably...'

'Did you just learn what an adverb is today? Because that is not what I said.'

Hawke sighed. 'Sorry.'

He didn't sound sorry about it at all.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“I hate you.' I scrambled to fold myself back up into my blanket cocoon.

'See, that's the problem. You don't hate me.'

I had no response to that.

'You know what I think?'

'No. And I don't want to know.'

He ignored that. 'You like me.'

My brows knitted together as I stared out over the small clearing.

'Enough to be wildly inappropriate with me.' A pause. 'On multiple occasions.'

'Good gods, I'd rather freeze to death at this point.'

'Oh, right. We're pretending none of that happened. I keep forgetting.'

'Just because I don't bring it up every five minutes doesn't mean I'm pretending it didn't happen.'

'But bringing it up every five minutes is so much fun.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“You can't sleep beside me,' I hissed.

'I'm not.' With the edge of his blanket in hand, he draped it, along with his arm, over me.

The heavy weight of his appendage settled at my waist, stunning me for a few precious moments. 'What do you call this, then?'

'I'm sleeping with you.'

My eyes opened wide. 'How is that any different?'

'There's a huge difference.' His warm breath coasted over my cheek, causing my pulse to dip and then rise.

I stared at the darkness, every part of my body focused on the feel of his arm around me. 'You can't sleep with me, Hawke.'

'And I can't have you freezing or getting sick. It's too dangerous to light a fire, and unless you'd rather I got someone else to sleep with you, there really aren't many other options.'

'I don't want anyone else to sleep with me.'

'I already knew that,' he replied, his tone both teasing and smug.

Heat blasted my cheeks. 'I don't want anyone to sleep with me.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“I should be asleep. So should you.'

'The sun will be up sooner than we realise, but you're not going to sleep anytime soon. You're as tense as a bowstring.'

'Well, sleeping on the hard, cold ground of the Blood Forest, waiting for a Craven to attempt to rip my throat out, or a barrat to eat my face isn't exactly soothing.'

'A Craven will not get to you. Neither will a barrat.'

'I know. I have my dagger under my bag.'

'Of course, you do.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“I bet I can get you relaxed enough that you sleep like you're on a cloud, basking in the sun.'

I snorted again, rolling my eyes.

'You doubt me?'

'There's nothing anyone or anything in this world could do that would make that happen.'

'There is so much you don't know.'

My eyes narrowed. 'That may be true, but that is one thing I do know.'

'You're wrong. And I can prove it.'

'Whatever,' I sighed.

'I can, and when I'm done, right before you drift off to sleep with a smile on your face, you're going to tell me I'm right,' he told me.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“When you listen to me, I think the stars will fall.' He followed me down so he spoke just above my ear. 'I wish I could capture this moment somehow.'

'Well, now I want to lift my head again.'

'Why am I not surprised?' The sweep of his touch drifted lower, now below my navel. 'But if you did, then you wouldn't find out what I have planned. And if I know anything about you, it's that you're curious.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“Why did you go to the Red Pearl, Poppy? Why did you let me kiss you under the willow?'

I opened my mouth, but his lips brushed the curve of my cheek, stealing my words.

'You were there to live. Isn't that what you said? You let me pull you into that empty chamber to experience life. You let me kiss you under the willow because you wanted to feel. There's nothing wrong with that. Nothing at all.' His lips coasted back up my cheek, sending a fine shiver over my skin. 'Why can't tonight be that?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“I saw nothing in the darkness.

But I felt everything.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“I'd had a taste before of what I was feeling now, and just a tease seemed so unfair. And wasn't that what living meant? Taking more than a sip here and small bite there. It was all about gulping and swallowing as much as you could.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“I know you're not going to admit it,' Hawke said, voice low and thick. 'But you and I both know that I was right.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“I thought you'd be asleep.'

'Is that why you barged in?'

'Since I knocked, I don't consider that barging in.' He closed the door behind him and stepped into the light. He'd bathed and changed, his damp hair curling against his cheeks. 'But I'm glad to see that you were prepared just in case it wasn't someone you wanted to see.'

'What if you're someone I don't want to see?'

That half-grin appeared. 'You and I both know that's not the case.' His gaze roamed over me. 'At all.'

'Your ego never fails to amaze me.' I placed the dagger back and then looked around. Since the only other place to sit was the very uncomfortable-looking chair, the bed was the only option. I sat on the edge.

'I never fail to amaze you,' he replied.

I smiled. 'Thank you for proving what I just said.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“...mental, emotional pain is like... like bathing in ice on the coldest day.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“I hope you realise that no matter what anyone has ever told you, you are more worthy than anyone I've ever met.'

My heart squeezed in the best way. 'You haven't met enough people, then.'

'I have met too many.' He lifted his chin, kissing my forehead. He leaned back, sliding his thumb along my jaw. 'You deserve so much more than what awaits you.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“You shouldn't look at me like that.' His voice had thickened.

'Like what?'

'You know exactly how you're looking at me.' He closed his eyes. 'Actually, you might not, and that's why I should leave.'

'How am I looking at you, Hawke?'

His eyes opened. 'Like I don't deserve to be looked at. Not by you.'

'Not true,' I told him.

'I wish that was the case. Gods, I do. I need to leave.' He rose and backed up, his stare lingering. I didn't think he wanted to leave at all. He took a deep breath. 'Goodnight, Poppy.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“And it was strange to know myself and be so certain when I'd spent so long not knowing myself- never really being allowed to discover who I was, what I might like or dislike, what I'd want or need. But I knew now.

I had known the moment I had asked him to stay. I knew what the consequences could be. I knew what I was, and what was expected of me, and I knew I could no longer be that. It wasn't what I wanted in life. It had never been my choice.

But this... this I wanted.

Hawke was who I wanted.

This was my choice.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“Hawke wasn't the catalyst.

He was the reward.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“You are so damn beautiful,' he whispered, his voice thick. 'And so unexpected.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“I... you're perfect.'

His expression tightened. 'No, I'm not. You deserve someone who is, but I'm too much of a bastard to allow that.'

I shook my head, unsure how he couldn't see that he was deserving. 'I disagree with everything you just said.'

'Shocker,' he said, and then he curled his arm around me.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“It didn't matter if the gods found me unworthy because I was worthy of this- of laughter and excitement, of happiness and anticipation, of safety and acceptance, of pleasure and experience, of everything Hawke made me feel. And he was worthy of whatever consequences came from this because this wasn't just about him. I knew that from the moment I'd asked him to stay.

It was about me.

What I wanted.

My choice.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“He kissed me softly, sweetly. 'Don't forget this.'

I touched his jaw. 'I don't think I ever could.'

'Promise me,' he said, seeming not to hear me as he lifted his hand. His gaze snagged with mine. 'Promise me you won't forget this, Poppy. That no matter what happens tomorrow, the next day, next week, you won't forget this- forget that this was real.'

I couldn't look away. 'I promise. I won't forget.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“That was very naughty,' Hawke chided, snatching the sword out of my hand as if I hadn't been holding onto it. 'You are so incredibly violent.' He dipped his chin and whispered, 'It still turns me on.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“You hit like you're angry with me.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“Damn,' Kieran drew the word out.

'Should we intervene?' Delano asked, sounding concerned.

'No,' Elijah answered with a chuckle. 'This is the best thing I've seen in a while. Who would've thought the Maiden could throw down?'

'This is why you don't mix business with pleasure,' Kieran commented.

'Is that the case?' Elijah whistled. 'My money is on her then.'

'Traitors,' gasped Hawke...”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“You're a monster.'

Hawke's eyes flared an intense gold, and they weren't normal. They'd never been natural. 'You finally see me for what I am.'

I did.

He was a thing of nightmares hidden in the guise of a dream, and I had fallen for it. I fell so hard.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“Why didn't you say anything? This could become infected.'

It took everything in me to keep my arms at my sides. 'Well, there really wasn't a lot of time, considering you were busy betraying me.'

His eyes narrowed. 'That's no excuse.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“You are exceptionally skilled at being disobedient,' he growled. 'Only second to your talent of driving me crazy.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“Just like you need to understand that there is no way out of this. You belong to me.'

My heart turned over slowly. 'Don't you mean I belong to the Dark One?'

'I meant what I said, Princess.'

'I don't belong to anyone.'

'If you believe that, then you are a fool,' he taunted, pressing his head to mine before I could lash out. 'Or you're lying to yourself. You belonged to the Ascended. You know that. It's one of the things you hated. They kept you in a cage.'

I never should've said anything to him. 'At least that cage was more comfortable than this one.'

'True,' he murmured, and a heartbeat passed. 'But you've never been free.'

'True or not.' And it was painfully true. 'That doesn't mean I'll stop fighting you,' I warned. 'I won't submit.'

'I know.' There was an odd tone to his voice, one that sounded like... admiration. But that didn't make sense.

'You're still a monster,' I told him.

'I am, but I wasn't born that way. I was made this way.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash