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“I have been forced to acknowledge fate, over and over again. While it exists outside of my realm, it finds ways to penetrate mine. Instead of trying to outnumber, outdo, or out strength fate, I must outwit it by playing into its game instead of against it.” His conviction was icier than the sliver flecks in his eyes. “And that is why we will win this time.”

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Book:Mourning Grey: Part One: The Guardians Of The Temple Saga
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“I cannot go about killing people that do not know me or know of me. I do not kill for pleasure, or on impulse, but for survival and for necessity. That is what the wolf has taught me, and that is the way of all living things.”

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Book:Mourning Grey: Part One: The Guardians Of The Temple Saga
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“The longer you live by the dark, the better you come to understand its dark nature. It takes darkness to see darkness. Maybe they are suspicious for a reason, or for no reason other than they know what the Dark has a tendency to be. Maybe their human side trusts you more than their dark side trusts him.”

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Book:Mourning Grey: Part Three The Guardians Of The Temple Saga
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“We are not built to be weapons, Kasara. But to build and renew, to lead with empathy and compassion, that is a woman’s job. Think of the other leaders, think of how their factions run on hate and greed. That is why I am here, that is why I took up the VO, because women are supposed to change the world. My father didn’t have only daughters as punishment from some distant god. No, he had daughters because some distant god knew what we could do.”

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Book:Wishing for Corruption
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“She strode forward, steeling her tune against the terrible cries which threatened to tear her emotions from her and leave her half-conscious. Her torch was like a spear of light in the terrible shadow of the night. The men rallied about it, turning to fight the nightmares with renewed hope. Alicia stumbled on something. A sword. She bent and picked it up, and not a moment too soon.”

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Book:A Canticle of War
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“Your first love,' I exclaimed, happily. 'I thought it was pretty romantic, how he would recite poems to you and hung out with you after school.' 'Well, that was a long time ago.' Anvi appeared to be uncomfortable talking about it, which I understood why; Anvi’s first love broke her heart before she left. Her first love was her last.”

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Book:The Serpent Girl
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“When she had arranged her household affairs, she came to the library and bade me follow her. Then, with the mirror still swinging against her knees, she led me through the garden and the wilderness down to a misty wood. It being autumn, the trees were tinted gloriously in dusky bars of colouring. The rowan, with his amber leaves and scarlet berries, stood before the brown black-spotted sycamore; the silver beech flaunted his golden coins against my poverty; firs, green and fawn-hued, slumbered in hazy gossamer. No bird carolled, although the sun was hot. Marina noted the absence of sound, and without prelude of any kind began to sing from the ballad of the Witch Mother: about the nine enchanted knots, and the trouble-comb in the lady's knotted hair, and the master-kid that ran beneath her couch. Every drop of my blood froze in dread, for whilst she sang her face took on the majesty of one who traffics with infernal powers. As the shade of the trees fell over her, and we passed intermittently out of the light, I saw that her eyes glittered like rings of sapphires. ("The Basilisk")”

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Book:Terror by Gaslight: More Victorian Tales of Terror
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“Shank off, you faithless skiv!” “Then say my name,” Taein said as he rose and adjusted his coat. “You know exactly who I am.” “You’re the Unkillable Kid—” The mugger said through a froth of blood, his squirming growing weaker. Taein picked him up by the lapels and drew the mugger’s face so close he could see the broken blood vessels in his eyes. “Say. My. Name.” “Taein,” Big said, and he burst into tears. And Taein he was, after all. He was the prince of purloining, scourge of the streets, survivor against all natural odds, reckless to the point of delusion. He was Taein, survivor of the BlackBlades, the Unkillable Kid himself, (or unkillable as far as he knew, at least), and if a good thrashing was all that could beat back the numbness anymore, even just for a few adrenaline-soaked moments, so be it. It was better to feel anything other than his usual state of abysmal emptiness—even pain—because that emptiness haunted him like a starving child, dogging his heels every waking minute, leaching through his very bloodstream as a hard frost crawls along a windowpane. He was Taein—terror of thieves, conductor of chaos, sweetheart of spite—and if brushing hands with death was all that could shake him halfway to life anymore, so be it.”

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Book:Prince of Glass: Remastered
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“And you will spend the rest of your life wondering if I have disciples to avenge me. Hire your tasters, Burbesh. Until the Master of the Sleeps comes for you, you’ll never know a taste of anything that has not touched another’s lips first. You’ll never sleep in a bed that has not been first tossed for vipers. You’ll never sit in a chair that has not been tested for poisoned barbs in its cushions. You shall never see a bath drawn for you that you will not at first fear is acid. And you’ll never have another dream where my face is not grinning at you from the shadows.” -- From "Morality for Alchemists and Thieves”

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Author:L. Joseph Shosty
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“Depression is a funny thing. Some days you have the strength to get up out of bed and attempt to live your life as a normal human being, but others…you just don’t want to leave your room and socialize with the outside world—the world that you hate on days like this. You stay secluded in a tiny space, left alone to the thoughts that eat at your brain until you finally sit down and let them be thought.”

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Book:The Darkest Light
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“I recall long ago sneaking into my father's study, and a man of great knowledge whose beard touched the ground entered the room and said, 'What do you plan on doing with the knowledge you attain?' I had not the answer to that and was more frightened of his Brobdingnagian looks that I grew short of words. Perhaps it was magic? That's when he walked over, pulled a chair, grabbed a book, and said, 'One must build upon the works of those that came before him.' I did not know it at the time, but the course of my life was set that day.”

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Book:Tundra: The Darkest Hour
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“Rejection is an opportunity for your selection.”

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Author:Bernard Branson
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“⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ A fire that burns from within "Sometimes the chains that hold you are inside your own mind. Sometimes freedom means choosing when to burn." This book hit different. Roar'Z isn't your typical fantasy hero. He's a gladiator with literal fire in his blood, but the real story is about the prison he's built in his own head. The external chains? Those are almost secondary. What got me was how the book handles power and control. Roar'Z spends most of his time suppressing what makes him dangerous, hiding what makes him different. And you watch him struggle with when to let that fire out and when to keep it locked down tight. The worldbuilding is solid. Orcs, dragons, druids who can't decide if they should actually help anyone. The action scenes are brutal and well-written. But it's the character work that kept me reading. If you like your fantasy dark, your protagonists complicated, and your themes about breaking free from what holds you back (even when that thing is yourself), pick this up. Worth the read.”

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Book:Breach of Balance
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“A strange landscape stared back at her. Delphine gasped and let the tree support her weight as she slowly took in the sight of of the forest drawn tight around the ring of moss surrounding the linden. The trees were skeletal and pale as bone, branches gnarled and twining in complicated knotwork that might have been intentionally woven or might have been the wild striving of trees reaching for the sky. There were no leaves, but a thick hoarfrost of silver coated every branch, every twig, every barren bud. Bracken grew tangled at the roots of the trees; it, too, was layered in sparkling pale beauty. The ground was covered in the same thick silver, which Delphine slowly appreciated was not cold at all, but still as fragile and sharp as frost. No grass grew on the ground, only a thick carpet of the same moss surrounding the tree. The silver didn't pass through the circle, fading to a film near the green encircling the linden tree.”

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Book:The Fairy Bargains of Prospect Hill
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