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A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

Book by Jennifer L. Armentrout · 32 quotes · A Kingdom Of Flesh And Fire, Jennifer L Armentrout, Poppy

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“Please don't fight atop the horse,' Delano called out from somewhere behind us. 'None of us wish to watch Setti trample either of you.' 'Speak for yourself,' came Kieran's droll voice. Casteel straightened behind me. 'Don't worry. Neither of us will fall. It was just a love tap.' 'That did not look like a love tap,' Naill commented. 'That's because it was a very passionate one,' Casteel replied. 'You're about to get a love tap to your face,' I uttered under my breath. Casteel curled his arm more firmly around my waist as he laughed. 'There's the vicious little creature. I missed her.' 'Whatever,' I grumbled.”

“You took out the mouthy one?' I nodded as Casteel cursed when the arrow he'd been pulling on most likely got stuck on something important. Like an organ. 'With your dagger?' Kieran sounded impressed. 'That and my sparkling personality.' The wolven snorted. 'It was probably the latter than did him in.”

“Do I even want to know why you just hit Kieran?' Casteel asked as he rejoined us. Kieran's eyes lit as he opened his mouth- 'No,' I jumped in, shooting Kieran a look that promised death if he spoke as Casteel came to stand beside me. 'You do not.' Grinning, Kieran backed up. 'When has she ever needed a reason to be violent.' 'Good point.' Casteel glanced down at me, one side of his lips quirking. The damn dimple winked into existence. 'I guess I should be grateful that she didn't stab you.' 'There's always later,' I muttered. A throaty, feminine laugh snapped my head around. 'You're right, Kieran. I like her.”

“Then I guess it would be repetitive of me to tell you how much you're turning me on now?' 'That and how incredibly disturbing it is.' He smiled up at me, his eyes twin golden flames. 'I do so prefer hand-to-hand combat with you,' he said, catching my other wrist when I swung my fist down. 'I like how close it brings us, Princess.' I shrieked my frustration- my irritation- at him. At myself. 'There is something so wrong with you!' 'Probably, but you know what?' He lifted his head off the ground. 'That's the part you like the most.”

“They cannot have what they want,' Casteel snarled as his gaze shot to mine. 'Ever.' I stilled as he held my gaze. There was a vow in his words, one that spoke volumes- one that said he knew where my thoughts had gone. 'They're here for me,' I said, holding his stare and willing him to hear what I couldn't say in front of others. 'We can't risk-' 'Yes, we can,' he cut me off, eyes burning an intense yellow. 'And, yes, I will. They cannot have you.”

“I should be here with you,' Kieran stepped closer to Casteel. 'My duty is to defend your life with mine. That is what I'm bonded to do, the oath I took. How can I do that running away from the battle?' His voice lowered. 'Don't do this, Cas.' ... 'You took an oath to protect me, and you will,' Casteel said. 'You're not running away from the battle. You will be keeping safe what is most important to me, and that is Poppy.' I jolted. 'Wait. What?' 'You will leave with them. It will be hard,' he said, still holding Kieran's gaze. 'There will be no breaks, and you will need to listen to everything Kieran tells you, especially when it's night in the mountains, but-' 'I'm not leaving,' I cut him off. 'You can't be here,' Casteel replied. 'Not when they come. This is not up for discussion.' I shot to my feet. 'Let me make one thing clear. I don't know if you realise this or not, Casteel, but I'm not duty-bound to obey a single thing you say.' Casteel stiffened. 'And maybe you should actually look at me when you try to order me to do things,' I tacked on. He turned to me, his head cocked. 'I'm looking at you now.' 'But are you listening?' 'Oh, man,' Delano murmured under his breath as the rest of the room went dead silent. 'Someone is getting stabbed again.' Someone, I think it was Jasper, snorted. 'Oh, I'm listening,' Casteel replied. 'Maybe you should try that. Along with this thing called common sense.' 'Definitely getting stabbed,' Kieran confirmed.”

“I was a little angry.' Casteel arched a brow as he glanced at me. 'A little?' I narrowed my eyes. 'Okay, I was very angry.' 'I didn't know that,' Alastir said from behind the rim of his cup. 'Obviously, Casteel takes after his father when it comes to women with sharp objects,' Jasper commented with a snort. 'I feel like I'm missing some vital information that Delano conveniently left out when he met me halfway.' I frowned, but at least I knew where Delano had been. 'You stabbed Casteel?' Jasper repeated. 'In the heart? With bloodstone? And you thought it would kill him?' 'In my defence, I felt bad afterward.' 'She did cry,' Casteel remarked. I was going to stab him again.”

“Kieran?” He looked at me. “Please…please try to be careful,” I said. He lifted his brows. “Are you worried about me?” Crossing my arms, I nodded. “Don’t be nice to me,” he replied, and I sensed amusement from him. “It weirds me out.” “Sorry.” He smiled then as he walked to where I stood. “You don’t sound remotely sorry.” I grinned at him. “Do me a favor,” Kieran said, looking down at me. “Protect your Prince, Poppy.”

“The carriage door ripped open, torn from its hinges. Cold air rushed in with the night, and the night was enraged. It washed over me, its intensity so stunning, it overwhelmed me, shutting down my senses. [...] “It’s okay. Shh, it’s okay, Poppy. Stop. Look at me,” a voice demanded. “Look at me, Princess.” Princess. The Ascended wouldn’t call me that. Breathing ragged, my wild gaze swiveled around the carriage, stopping when I found him. He hovered over me, cheeks spotted with blood. “Hawke,” I whispered. “Yeah. Yes.” He sounded shredded and windblown. “It’s me.”

“It's official,' Casteel said, watching Emil as he stopped to speak to one of the Guardians. 'I'm going to have to kill him.' My head whipped in his direction. 'What? Why?' 'I don't like the way he looks at you.' Confused, I glanced back to where Emil was walking toward the stairwell. 'How does he look at me?' His hand was a scalding brand on my hip, even through the layers of clothing. 'He looks at you like I do.' My brows lifted. 'That's not true. You look at me like...' Those heated amber eyes met mine. 'How do I look at you, Princess?' 'You look at me like...' I cleared my throat. 'Like you want to eat me.' Casteel's eyes narrowed into thin slits as his gaze return to Emil. 'Exactly, he snarled.”

“You're an absolutely stunning, murderous little creature,' he murmured. 'There'll be time for all the sweet whispers later,' Jasper said, and when Casteel pulled back, there was a fire in his eyes. 'You do look quite lovely, Penellaphe.' 'Thank you,' I said. 'What about me?' Casteel asked, and behind him, Naill sighed. 'You look passable.' 'That was rude,' he replied. 'Would you like to go sit in the shade and nurse your wounded feelings? Like you did when you were young and inevitably injured yourself doing something incredibly stupid?' Casteel's brows lowered as he looked over at Jasper. 'This marriage ceremony is starting off in a really weird way.”

“I'm getting you out of here.' A knot formed in my throat. 'I can stop this. They won't harm me. I can go-' 'They cannot have you, Poppy. I know what they will do to you.' His bloody fingers splayed across my cheek. 'I cannot breathe when I think about that. I'm getting you out of here.' A knot formed in my throat. 'What about the others? Naill? Delano? Von-' 'They will take care of themselves,' he swore. 'I need to get you out of here. 'That is all that matters right now.”