Kieran Quotes

“Do we have a plan?'
'We fight like hell.'
'Good plan.”
― Alyxandra Harvey, My Love Lies Bleeding

“The stars will go out before I forget you, Mark Blackthorn.”
― Cassandra Clare

“And I love you," Kieran said. "You are all that exists on the earth and under the sky that I do love.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lady Midnight

“Huh,” said Kit, thinking of the Cold Peace. “Are you a prisoner?”
“No,” said the faerie. “I’m Mark’s lover.”
Oh, Kit thought. The person he went into Faerie to save. He tried to stifle a look of amusement at the way faeries talked. Intellectually, he knew the word “lover” was part of traditional speech, but he couldn’t help it: He was from Los Angeles, and as far as he was concerned, Kieran had just said, Hello, I have sex with Mark Blackthorn. What about you?”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“He went farther into the shadows to exchange his pants for the leather breeches. Too bad. When he emerged again, he looked pretty good even though it wasn’t his style. And he was lucky there were no tights, after all. He tilted his head.
'You like it.'
'Shut up.' I blushed. I hated vampire extrasensory perception. It wasn’t fair that he could hear my heartbeat or smell my skin or what ever.
'Girls are so weird.'
Kieran snorted. 'No kidding.'
'Please, you two were fighting ten minutes ago, and now you’re the best of friends?' I said witheringly. 'Guys are weird.”
― Alyxandra Harvey, My Love Lies Bleeding

“Don’t remain silent about what you want, or you may never get it.”
“You are very wise,” Kieran said gravely.
“Well,” said Dru. “I actually saw that on a mug.”
“Mugs in this world are very wise.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Kieran glanced at her with shimmering eyes. Neither looked quite human: The black eye was too dark, the silver too metallic. And yet the overall effect was haunting, inhumanly beautiful.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lady Midnight

“We have the same symptoms as tuberculosis, especially in the eyes of the Romantic Poets. Pale, tired, coughing up blood.”
“That’s romantic?”
I had to smile. “Romantic with a capital ‘R.’ You know, like Byron and Coleridge.”
He gave a mock shudder. “Please, stop. I barely passed English Lit.”
I snorted. “I didn’t have that option. One of my aunts took Byron as a lover.”
“Get out.”
“Seriously. It makes Lucy insanely jealous.”
“That girl is . . .”
“My best friend,” I filled in sternly.
“I was only going to say she’s unique.”
― Alyxandra Harvey, My Love Lies Bleeding

“Okay, listen up, people,” Kieran raised his voice so that it was all gravelly and impressive. I wasn’t particularly impressed since we’d grown up together and I’d force-fed him mud pies when we were little, but it seemed to work on everyone else. Lia actually sighed.
Only a thirteen-year-old vampire hunter would get a crush in the middle of a vampire attack.
I was a little bit proud of her actually.
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His grin widened and he nudged my shoulder companionably. “I like you, kid.” (Quinn)
I tried not to groan out loud. I was as bad as Lia.
I had totally developed a crush during a vampire raid.”
― Alyxandra Harvey, Out for Blood

“I am saying the choices we make in captivity are not always the choices we make in freedom. And thus we question them. We cannot help it.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“You look like you belong in a bad comic book,” I told him cheerfully.
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“What did the Drakes do that’s got you all pissy?”
“Pissy? Did you just call me pissy?”
― Alyxandra Harvey, My Love Lies Bleeding

“You’ll have to turn your back.”
He turned slowly. The view from the back was just as good as the view from the front. I could practically hear Lucy snickering in the back of my head. I might be the vampire daughter, but she was the one who was a bad influence. No question.”
― Alyxandra Harvey, My Love Lies Bleeding

“There cannot be equality in power if there is no choice.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The ​Crown of Gilded Bones

“He’s supposed to look out for you.”
“I do!” Kieran sounded offended. “You should be proud of her. Hart requested her presence personally at the Drake coronation.”
I closed my eyes briefly. We were doomed.
“You went to a vampire ceremony?” Grandpa asked evenly.
“He didn’t know?” Kieran asked.
“No, he didn’t.”
“Sorry.”
Grandpa vibrated with rage. “I will not tolerate this kind of behavior in my family!”
“It’s different now,” Kieran tried to assuage him. “I’m dating Solange Drake. They’re a good family.”
Grandpa went red, then purple. Kieran took a step back. I whacked Grandpa between the shoulder blades.
“Grandpa, breathe!”
― Alyxandra Harvey, Out for Blood

“Your eyes.”
“What? What?” I scrubbed at them violently, horrified at the thought they might have those gross goopy things at the edges. Or were they even more bloodshot? I’d heard of that happening, where the whites ran with blood.
“I think . . . the color’s changing.” He paused. “Is that even possible?”
“Is that all? Now you’re the one scaring the crap out of me.”
― Alyxandra Harvey, My Love Lies Bleeding

“Few of us are lucky enough ever to know the whole truth about anything.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“I desire you and love you, Cristina, and so does Mark. Stay with us.”

Cristina couldn’t move. She thought again of the first time she’d seen Mark and Kieran together. The desire she’d felt. She’d thought at the time she wanted something like what they had: that she wanted that passion for herself and some unnamed boy whose face she didn’t know.

But it had been a long time since any face in her dreams had not been either Mark’s or Kieran’s. Since she had imagined any eyes looking into hers that were both the same color. She had not wanted some vague approximation of what they had: She had wanted them.

She looked at Mark, who seemed pinned between hope and terror. “Kieran,” he said. His voice shook. “How can you ask her that? She’s not a faerie, she’ll never talk to us again—”

“But you will leave me,” she said, hearing her own voice as if it were a stranger’s. “You love each other and belong together. You will leave me and go back to Faerie.”

They looked at her with expressions of identical shock. “We will never leave you,” said Mark.

“We will stay as close to you as the tide to the shore,” said Kieran. “Neither of us wishes for anything else.” He reached out a hand. “Please believe us, Lady of Roses.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Kieran's hands came up to cup Mark's face. His touch was gentle. "I am not doing it for you," he said. "This will be what I do for Emma and the others. Then that debt will be paid. You and I, our debts are paid already." He leaned forward and brushed his lips against Mark's. Mark wanted to chase the kiss, the warmth of it, the familiarity. He felt Kieran's hand come down to splay itself over his chest-over the elf-bolt that hung there, below his collarbone. "We will be done with each other".

"No," Mark whispered.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“Kieran?'

He looked at me.

'Please... please try to be careful.'

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 favour,' Kieran said, looking down at me. 'Protect your Prince, Poppy.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“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.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“He raised an eyebrow at me. 'You plan to use that?'

'Why does everyone think I'm going to stab them when I pick up anything that's not blunt?'

'Well,' Kieran replied blandly, 'you do have a habit of doing exactly that.'

I started to argue but quickly realised that, unfortunately, he had a point. 'Only when it's deserved.' I placed the dagger on the small wooden table. 'And it's not my fault that some of you deserve to be stabbed. Repeatedly.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“The way Casteel is with you- the teasing and trying to get a rise out of you- isn't how he is with most.'

'So, it's an act?'

'No, Casteel is just more... alive when he's with you,' ...”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“...sometimes, the heartbreak that comes with loving someone is worth it, even if loving that person means eventually saying goodbye to them.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“Dear gods, you have her on her own horse? Soon, she'll be running one of us over instead of stabbing us.'

My eyes narrowed. 'This is who you wanted me to meet?' I asked. 'Not sure if you realise this or not, but I'm well aware of who he is.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“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.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“That's right. You said I smelled like a dead person.'

'I didn't say you smelled like a dead person,' he countered. 'I said you smelled of death.'

'How is that different?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“I know. You’re hungry. But you can’t eat Kieran. That would make me a little sad.”
― JENNIFER L. ARMENTROUT- PUBLISHING CLASSIC

“The heart doesn’t care how long you may have with someone.” Kieran looked over at me, his eyes sheltered. “It just cares that you have the person for as long as you can.”
― JENNIFER L. ARMENTROUT- PUBLISHING CLASSIC

“I really hope your father has a good reason for wanting to speak with me right this moment.'

'Knowing him, he probably just wants to laugh at you,' Kieran replied. 'So have fun with that.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“Kieran moved forward, clasping Casteel around the back of the neck. 'If you get yourself killed,' Kieran said. 'I'm going to be pissed.'

One side of Casteel's lips kicked up. 'I won't fall, my brother.' Casteel pulled him in for a tight, one-armed hug. 'That, I can promise you.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire