Цитаты из книги Амаранты. Том 1. Порабощенный лис

Лучшие обманы зиждутся не на прямой лжи, а на неверных впечатлениях.

Вот как общаться с тем, кто постоянно отпихивается и выставляет колючки?

Невеста лиса. Сестра феникса. Мать полудракона. Видел ли мир семью необычнее?

Как я могла унаследовать живого человека?

Yes, home was comfort and contentment. But it could also be as heady as a dose of Huddlebud. She reveled in the simply symmetry they’d discovered—she was her beloved’s, and he was hers. A mutual belonging. A true bond.

Argent ran, doubling his speed, pushing his limits, weighing the consequences, firming his resolve. He could see his course so clearly now. Because the path home was lit by a beacon.

She would be his ruin. Argent traced the curve of her cheek with his knuckles, his touch softer than moonlight, and whispered, “I will hate you most of all.”

Need? Argent’s snort sent a twinge through his side. He neither wanted nor needed the hold this woman had over him. All he wanted was to hold her. For a little while. Maybe then this vexing need would fade away.

“There’s no nuance in ‘I hate you.’” “There are plenty of possibilities. He hates that he wants you. He hates that he can’t hate you. He hates how much he doesn’t hate you.” Gingko’s eyebrows arched. “He’s got it bad.”

“Then who are you really?” “I have forgotten,” he said dully.

And he did feel better. Perhaps because for the first time in his long and sordid history, one of his mistresses had chosen to join him in his misery.

“That’s a wretchedly outdated attitude!” “And I am an antique.”

He’d been hiding the hurt for centuries. What was one more lifetime? “I will be fine.”

Older and wiser by many centuries, he was in a position to understand that everything would change because nothing had changed.

After centuries of testing his bonds’ limits, he’d learned that while obedience was necessary, nothing compelled him to be nice about