Meljean Brook Quotes

“I'll kiss you until we can't breathe. I'll strip you naked and taste every inch of you. Then I'll shag you until neither of us can see straight.”

— Meljean Brook

“She trailed after him, admiring the line of his back. He began climbing the stairs, and she sighed with pleasure. Every bit of him was gorgeous. "Do you mind if I objectify you?"
"Please do," he said over his shoulder. "Particularly my knees, as they are oft-neglected."
"Maybe if you ever got your pants off, they wouldn't be."
"It hardly matters, sweet; once they've come off, the attention isn't likely to center on my absurdly handsome knees.”

— Meljean Brook

“Goddammit. Can't I save you just once?”

— Meljean Brook

He focused on the inspector, instead, though she didn't want him watching her. But Rhys liked the way she looked, particularly when her expression suggested that she'd prefer to have a gun aimed at his head rather than sit across from him in a private railcar.

— Meljean Brook

“Even worse than not being noticed, he decided, was being noticed and found wanting.”

— Meljean Brook

I've only imagined seeing you again. That you'd come to my home. That I'd run into you on the street. That I'd look up, and you'd be there, and you'd be well ... and I'd tell you that I love you.

— Meljean Brook

“She did like him ... sometimes. When he was not a complete knacker.”

— Meljean Brook

“Breathe, Newberry. If you faint in the Blacksmith's laboratory, only the stars above know what might be grafted to your body when you wake up.”

— Meljean Brook

“I'm beginning to think that you aren't with child. You've simply become fat after reading too many recipes.”

— Meljean Brook

“The first opportunity he got, Rhys was going to shag her blind.”

— Meljean Brook

“Her parents exchanged an odd glance. Her mother's lips curved. "Yes, I imagine that he possesses a rather large cannon," she said, spearing her
sausage with a fork.”

— Meljean Brook

From the very first, I knew you'd be dangerous to me. I should have run."
"I'd have caught you.

— Meljean Brook

You came." His gaze held hers. "And I knew that you are not useful to me, Ash. Not anymore. Except as a reason to get up in the morning
"
"You don't sleep anymore," she reminded him, smiling.
"Except as a reason to keep breathing
"
"You don't need air."
He narrowed his eyes at her. "I'm still new at this Guardian thing. So just shut up, and let me tell you that I love you.

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“She'd been a silly girl who'd dreamed of love, and a stupid girl who'd declared love a fraud; but she'd never imagined that when she found it,it would be richer, more powerful than dreams, and the impossibility of keeping it more painful than the worst betrayal.”

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“Confounding woman. He wanted to drag her close and kiss her senseless.”

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“I've never understood it. That is always the first thing someone asks: Where are you from. Not 'What do you like?' or 'What do you believe?' or even 'What is your mother like?' which all have more bearing on the person I am. And if I don't tell them where I'm from, they try to guess ... It drives them mad, as if to know me they need to know where I am from.”

— Meljean Brook

“Her hand shot to the front of his breeches, making claws of her fingers and trapping his genitals in a tight grip. He froze. As if testing, she hefted the
firm weight she found. Heavy, but so very delicate.
She bared her teeth. "And even in the dark, now I'll know that I'm ripping off the right cods."
His eyes narrowed, and the hot interest she saw in his gaze sent shivers skittering down her spine. That wasn't just business now. She tightened her
grip.”

— Meljean Brook

No armor. No buckles. Only a few layers of cotton and ten feet of parlor separated his mouth from her breasts.

— Meljean Brook

“Though emotion roughened his voice, he spoke quietly. This was only for her. "I am your sword and your shield. I am your wolf and your steed. Mountains will tremble at my approach, for they know I will tear them apart if they stand between us. But you need not be afraid, Zenobia Fox, because my heart is iron and my will is steel, and before the new moon rises, I will come for you"
... He kissed her and as he pulled away, he wasn't leaving her. It was just the first step back to her side.”

— Meljean Brook

“Use me," he said. "For as long as you like.”

— Meljean Brook

“He expelled a long breath, smiled slightly as if in memory. I heard them in their room. She said she was a bit tired, and he said that perhaps it was time to see what came next.”

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“When you come home to me, I will always be here waiting for you.”

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“His gaze settled on her mouth. "Have you been kissed before, inspector?"
"Why?" If he wanted virgin lips, she'd claim to have serviced an army.
"If it's your first, I'll do it differently."
"You won't do it at all."
"Yes, I will.”

— Meljean Brook

“A blacksmith can go anywhere. A detective inspector only goes where the dead bodies are."
"But there aren't any dead people here today."
Mina glanced over her shoulder at the chest Newberry carried. "That's why I brought my own.”

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“A jagged stone existed where her heart had been.”

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“For the first time, his wife was waking up in his arms ... And if he'd known how it would feel to have her there, his heart bursting out of his chest and his throat so full and tight that he couldn't have spoken a word if he'd wanted too, Thom would never have been able to pass a single night away form her. He didn't know how he ever would again.”

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“His dark gaze searched her face. "Aren't you curious, inspector? A kiss-and only a kiss."
Only a kiss ... from someone who wanted her. Longing slipped through her, tugging at hopes best kept buried. Yes, Mina wanted to know. But she couldn't afford it.
"No," she said.
He smiled. "Liar.”

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“Mina's mouth dropped open, and he bent his head as if to kiss her. She jammed her gun barrel under his chin. He grinned.”

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“Yes. I remember.
His voice had deepened. I remember. Mina did, too, every conversation they'd had over breakfast, and it made her heart ache. Such a strange thing ... She suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.”

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“There was much more she would have liked to tell her brother. But within a few months, she would be able to tell him in person. When he learned of the attack on the airship, nothing would stop Archimedes and his wife from coming. But at least they would fly to the Red City instead of Krakentown, where he might be recognized as the smuggler Wolfram Gunther-Baptiste. One day, she might write a story inspired by that part of his career. She would call it The Idiot Smuggler Who Destroyed the Horde Rebellion's War Machines and Changed His Name to Avoid the Rebel Assassins. Zenobia would take pity on the idiot's sister and leave her out of the tale. She”

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“Perhaps drugging the woman he intended to fall in love with wasn't the accepted method of kindling a passionate romance, yet Archimedes considered it the most sensible way to proceed.”

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Your purse is bulging, Mr. Fox. Tuck it away before you board.

— Meljean Brook

My sister once warned me that a man who blushed so easily was probably a Man With Appetites.

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“Families aren't always blood. You make your own.”

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“That was unbelievably presumptuous," she said in astonished wonder. "I should be furious. But it was so well done. I have shivers all over.”

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Every man had a choice: feed that which makes you happy, or feed that which makes you rage.

— Meljean Brook

“You've made vampire spiders?"
Now it was her turn to wonder if her was serious. He should know that was't a possibility.
"They don't transform, just as animals and insects don't if they drink vampire blood"
"Can you imagine vampire mosquitoes? Or immortal, blood-sucking ants who make you feel all sexy when they bite”

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If ever you need it, I will level mountains to give you a desk. Even if an army is at our door, I'll hold them off until your ink runs dry.

— Meljean Brook

“If you even suggest to my crew that you've threatened your way aboard my lady, I'll rip out your spine."
"That's unbearably arousing.”

— Meljean Brook

“Ariq's fingers caught in her hair, tugged her close. "This is why," he said roughly againstwhy I wanted you from almost the moment I pulled you from the water. The way you think. You're like an arrow."
And sometimes a squirrel, scampering this way and that, wildly collecting nuts. her lips. "This is”

— Meljean Brook

“You said that if I ever lost a finger, I'd cry like a baby. But I didn't. I cried like a man.”

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“No siege engine could equal the destructive power of Zenobia sitting so close.”

— Meljean Brook

“If Helene was with child, either Basile Auger had astonishing ejaculatory capabilities, impregnating her from halfway around the world, or she'd lain with another man.”

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“His mother had taught him exactly that: To do what must be done. But she had taught him to do it while having a heart. Not heartlessly.”

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If he learned how susceptible I am to men who bathe more than once every year, he would have leapt into a tub that very moment, and my heart would be in certain danger. But he hasn't washed, so I will continue on to the Red City and live with the regret of knowing that happiness was within my reach, but the soap was unfortunately not.

— Meljean Brook

But disbelief wasn't enough to wound someone. Disbelief only hurt when someone wanted to believe.

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“Every word I say. Everything I do. You may take it as encouragement,”

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They were fed flaky pastries filled with beef and spices, a peppery stew over couscous, breads stuffed with honey and almonds.

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“They gaped as if they'd never seen a ridiculously handsome bleeding man in a turquoise waistcoat fall through a rubbish hole and then save himself with a grappling hook before. What DID they do for fun in New Eden?”

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“Yes. My mother, for one. As a child I loved her, despite knowing so little about her. But now, knowing everything she has done, how stubborn she can be, how blind, how strong, how clever ... knowing her as a woman, I love her so much more.”

— Meljean Brook