Blood & Honey Quotes

“What you are now is not what you’ve always been, nor is it what you always will be. You are a snake. Shed your skin if it no longer serves you. Transform into something different. Something better.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“when a person brings you more hurt than happiness, you’re allowed to let them go.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“Ask me no questions, mon amour , and I shall tell you no lies.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“You don’t get to leave me. Do you understand?” Cupping my face, he wrenched me backward and kissed me hard. His voice was fierce. His eyes were fiercer. They burned into mine, angry and anguished and afraid. “You don’t get to do this alone. If you retreat into your mind—into your magic—I’ll follow you, Lou.” He shook me slightly, tears glistening in those frightened eyes. “I’ll follow you into that darkness, and I’ll bring you back. Do you hear me? Where you go, I will go.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“The world didn’t end in a scream.
It ended in a gasp.
A single, startled exhalation.
And then— Nothing.
Nothing but silence.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“I crept into his lap. “What am I, Reid? Say it again.”
“You’re a witch.”
“And what are you?” He didn’t hesitate, and my heart swelled. “I am too.”
“Only partly right, I’m afraid.” My smile—now genuine—grew at his confusion, and I leaned forward, rubbing my nose against his. He closed his eyes. “Allow me to fill in the gaps for you.” I kissed his nose. “You are a huntsman.” Though he recoiled slightly, I didn’t let him escape, kissing his cheek. “You are a son.” I kissed his other cheek. “You are a brother.” His forehead. “You are a husband.” His eyelids and his chin. “You are brave and strong and good .” And, finally, his lips. “But most important, you are loved.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“I’d lied when I’d said I’d made my choice.
In truth, there’d been no choice at all. There never had been.
I loved her.
And if I had to run, hide, and fight for that love, I would. For the rest of my life, I would.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“Hello, Chass.”
Blood roared in my ears. “Hello, wife.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“Sometimes it hurts to remember the dead as who they were, rather than who we wanted them to be.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“closing your eyes will not make it so the monsters can’t see you. It will only make you blind.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“Have I told you,” I said, bending low to whisper in his ear, “how beautiful you are when you smile?”
He smiled then, the kind of smile that dimpled his cheek and set my heart on fire. “Tell me.”
“Sometimes when I look at you, I can’t breathe.” My hand moved to his belt. “I can’t think. I can’t function until you look back. And when you give me this smile”—I brushed my knuckle against his dimple—“it’s like a secret just for the two of us. I don’t think I ever love you more than when you smile at me.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“If you are unafraid to look, darling, you are unafraid to find.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“With an exasperated sigh, he turned his head to kiss my fingers. “You’re impossible.”
“I’m impractical, improbable, but never impossible.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“Despite my shaking shoulders, Lou held me tightly. Tears streamed down her own cheeks. I crushed her against me, breath shuddering—each gasp painful, burning—as I buried my face in the crook of her neck. As I finally, finally allowed the grief to win. To consume me. In great, heaving sobs, it burst forth—a torrent of hurt and bitterness, of shame and regret—and I choked on it, helpless to stop its wrath. Helpless to do anything but cling to Lou. My friend. My shelter. My home.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“It’s a real pity,” Beau finally muttered, shaking his head and looking at each of us in turn. His eyes shone with disappointment. “I know you’re all too preoccupied with your pining to notice, but I just caught my reflection in that last puddle—and damn, I look good.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“<..> she wore secrets like armor, and she shed them for no one.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“You don’t have to be afraid.” If possible, his touch—his lips—turned even gentler. He trailed a finger between my breasts, and fresh gooseflesh erupted in his wake. I shivered, my knees shaking. “Let me show you how much you mean to me. Let me show you how loved you are.” His lips followed after his hand, each kiss reverent. Each a vow. “I’ll never take you for granted. I’ll want you every day for the rest of my life, and I’ll love you even after.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“when a person brings you more hurt than happiness, you’re allowed to let them go. You do not have to follow them into the dark.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“I couldn’t stop looking at him. He couldn’t stop looking at me. Trapped in each other’s eyes, helpless to stop ourselves, we built and built until we shattered, baring ourselves to each other at last.
Not just our bodies.
Our souls.
And in that moment when we fell apart . . . we came together again as something new.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“Spilling a person's secrets is a lot like spilling their blood. Once it's done, it's done. There's no going back.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“The hurt is too long and too great on all sides. You can't heal a disease with a bandage.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“Lou might’ve lied. She might’ve deceived me. But when I’d followed her to the Chateau, I’d chosen my fate, and I’d done it with my eyes wide open. I’d chosen this life. This love. And with my fingers trembling in hers, with her heart beating alongside mine, I still chose it. I still chose her.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“I exhaled in delight as they floated toward me, as they landed on my hair. “How are you . . . ?”
“You said it yourself.” Their glow reflected in his eyes. “Magic isn’t good or evil. It heeds those who summon it. When life is a choice between fighting or fleeing—every moment life or death—everything becomes a weapon. It doesn’t matter who holds them. Weapons harm. I’ve seen it. I’ve experienced it firsthand.”
He touched the dingy, floral paper on the walls, and the blooms exploded upward, outward, until he reached up to pluck one, tucking it behind my ear. The scent of winter jasmine filled the room. “But life is more than those moments, Lou. We’re more than those moments.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“She keeps looking at you.” Ansel tripped over a stray limb, nearly landing face-first in the snow. Absalon leapt sleekly from his path.
“Of course she does. I’m objectively beautiful. A masterpiece made flesh.”
Ansel snorted.
“Excuse me?” Offended, I kicked snow in his direction, and he nearly tumbled again. “I don’t think I heard you correctly. The proper response was, ‘Goddess Divine, of course thy beauty is a sacred gift from Heaven, and we mortals are blessed to even gaze upon thy face.’”
“Goddess Divine.” He laughed harder now, brushing the snow from his coat. “Right.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“We’re natural enemies, Reid. You’ll always be a witch hunter. I’ll always be a witch. And we’ll always bring each other pain.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“Each of Reid’s smiles—so rare, so genuine—was a gift to me. He couldn’t know how much I cherished them, how I wished I could keep them in my pocket to pull out whenever he felt sad. He felt sad so often. After all this was over, I’d make sure he never felt sad again.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“I’m a witch , Reid. A witch . I have the power to protect the ones I love, and I will sacrifice anything for them. If that makes me a monster—if that makes me aberrant —I’ll don the teeth and claws to make it easier for you. I’ll get worse, if that justifies your twisted rhetoric. Much, much worse.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“What is it, then? Why are you helping us?"
Pursing his lips, he considered. "Perhaps because the world needs a whit less hate and a trifle more love.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“I don’t even know if you’re real,” I whispered, laughing and crying and feeling infinitely foolish. My hands trembled. “I’m probably talking to myself right now like a madwoman. And maybe I am mad. But—but if you are real, if you are listening, please, please . . .” I dropped my head and closed my eyes. “Don’t abandon me.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey

“How old are you?” I asked again, louder this time.
“Very old.”
Odd, indeed. I stared at him. “ What are you?”
He chuckled, his eyes cutting to mine. “I simply . . . am.”
“That’s not an answer.”
“Of course it is. Why must I bind myself to fit your expectations?”
― Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey