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“Actually, since I'm gay I think I should count for two guys instead of just one. I mean, in me you get the male point of view and you don't have to worry about me wanting to touch your boobies.”
― P.C. Cast, Marked

“Nuns freak me out.”
― P.C. Cast, Untamed

“Nice dress Zoey. It looks just like mine. Oh, wait! It used to be mine.

Aphrodite laughed a throaty, I'm-so-grown-and-you're-just-a-kid laugh.

I really hate it when girls do that.I mean, yes, she's older, but I have boobs, too.”
― P.C. Cast, Marked

“Die Dorkamese Twins.”
― P.C. Cast, Untamed

“A fleeting moment can become an eternity. From a past encounter everything may disappear in the dungeon of forgetfulness. A few furtive flashes or innocent twinkles can survive, though. Some immaterial details may remain marked in our memory, forever. A significant look, a salient colour or a unforeseen gesture may abide, indelibly engraved in our mind. ( "Girl in blue" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Who knew hitting my head and passing out would be so much fun?”
― P.C. Cast

“We stand separate from the world because of our gifts. Never forget that, because you may be sure the world never will.”
― P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast

“It was like staring into the face of a familiar stranger. You know, that person you see in a crowd and swear you know, but you really don't? Now she was me - the familiar stranger.

She had my eyes. They were the same hazel color that could never decide whether it wanted to be green or brown, but my eyes had never been that big and round. Or had they? She had my hair - long and straight and almost as dark as my grandma鈥檚 had been before hers had begun to turn silver. The stranger had my high cheekbones, long, strong nose, and wide mouth - more features from my grandma and her Cherokee ancestors. But my face had never been that pale. I鈥檇 always been olive-ish, much darker skinned than anyone else in my family. But maybe it wasn鈥檛 that my skin was suddenly so white ... maybe it just looked pale in comparison to the dark blue outline of the crescent moon that was perfectly positioned in the middle of my forehead. Or maybe it was the horrid fluorescent lighting. I hoped it was the lighting.

I stared at the exotic-looking tattoo. Mixed with my strong Cherokee features it seemed to brand me with a mark of wildness ... as if I belonged to ancient times when the world was bigger ... more barbaric.

From this day on my life would never be the same. And for a moment 鈥� just an instant鈥擨 forgot about the horror of not belonging and felt a shocking burst of pleasure, while deep inside of me the blood of my grandmother鈥檚 people rejoiced.”
― P.C. Cast, Kristin Cast

“Sometimes the newly Marked go into shock. The good news is, if this happens to you, you are unlikely to notice, because you will be in shock.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Shadowhunter's Codex

“cats choose us; we don't own them”
― PC Cast and Kristin Cast

“It was as though committing murders had purged him of lesser rudeness. Or perhaps, Starling thought, it excited him to see her marked in this particular way. She couldn't tell. The sparks in his eyes flew into his darkness like fireflies down a cave.”
― Thomas Harris, The Silence of the Lambs

“Value them; they are pearls of great price”
― PC Cast and Kristin Cast

“She was a Seeker now, marked for life.
She had thought this brand would be an eblem of pride, but now it meant something entirely different. She was damned.”
― Arwen Elys Dayton, Seeker

“Hey, anytime you want someone to butt in when he's not invited, I'm the guy for you..... And you should also know that i'm the guy for you if you decide you might like to try another sip of blood. Keep that in mind, too.”
― P.C. Cast

“THE OLD MAN IN THE CORNER

The man in the corner
Is dying with words
He's crying to be heard
His days are marked
And his only ears are birds
He knows the secret to peace
And his experience bleeds and hurts
Somebody stop and listen
Before he departs the earth!
Somebody write his thoughts
Before he hits the turf!
His eyes are closing their shutters
And he just dropped his
Beads and stick.
His breath is leaving us.
Please!
Somebody hear him out quick!
A little girl rushes to him and
Picks up his cane of wood.
The old man then turns to her
And faintly whispers,
"The key to peace is
To always stay fair
And be good.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“I've found that he way a person feels about cats-and the way they feel about him or her in return-is usually an excellent gauge by which to measure a person's character”
― P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast

“Maybe I had been making a greater monster of him than he really was, or maybe I was still under his influence, for I was certain that he wanted me to believe he was no more than a harmless man who happened to use vampirism to get what he desired. Some remnant of his mesmerism was still upon me. I had never been able to shake the feeling that he was tucked away in a corner of my mind, that he could read my thoughts, know what I was thinking. He had done something to me, but what that was, I had never been able to discover. All I knew was that the feeling had been with me since the morning I woke up and found myself in Venice.”
― Melika Dannese Lux, Corcitura

“And when he kissed her throat, oh, so lightly, she swooned, as she always did.
She had to wear scarves for a week after that. But she didn't mind. In some way it pleased her to have his mark. It made the times between more bearable. A secret reminder that he really did exist, that they existed. Their secret world. She would look at it sometimes, in the mirror, the way a new bride looks repeatedly at her wedding ring. Reminding herself.”
― Kate Morton, The House at Riverton

“He'd marked me like a thing. Like his property.”
― Zara J Black, Ruled by Magic

“A roar overhead. I looked up on the form of a giant green dragon--- even from this height I could tell he was looking right at me. I shivered, somewhat cold from the rain but hot on one part of my body. My mark. Fucking asshole dragon. We were in the middle of battle and he still had the ability to affect me like that.”
― Sabrina Blackburry, Dirty Lying Dragons

“What I wasn鈥檛 expecting was the euphoria once my body began releasing endorphins. The mixture of pain and pleasure was ecstasy. Getting my tattoo introduced me to secret, dark pleasures. I would always be a marked prisoner, but I was a liberated soul.”
― Scarlet Risque, Red Hourglass

“You are marked to make your mark!”
― Catherine Toon

“You fucking ass-wad son-of-a-bastard fucking bitch. ~ Zane to Talen”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Marked

“YOU CAME TO SAY YOU WERE SCARED YOU HAVE LONG BEEN MARKED FOR DESTRUCTION”
― Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water

“It wasn't until a burst of hot flame caressed my left hip that a tingling sensation, not unlike magic, crawled down my skin.
Ryker gave a low chuckle. "Of course it's on your perfect ass."
I craned my neck to see. Across my hip and indeed partially down my backside until it brushed the very top of the back of my leg, a pattern was revealed just a few shades darker than my skin. It was like having a lighter sort of henna painted across my hip in the design of scales. Dragon scales.
"What is that?" I asked, startled.
"The mark. My mark." Ryker mused. "The perfect match to my scale pattern, not repeated in any other dragon."
Brushing my fingers over the skin, it didn't feel any different than it had before. It was just decorated now. My preferred black dresses would always cover it up, but my mind wandered to my closet and exactly what I owned that would show off a flash of scales at my hip. I needed to go shopping. "So, it was always there?"
"Always," Ryker answered, a new sort of interest in his eyes. "How does your chest feel?"
I rubbed a hand where the thrumming usually sat, but found it was gone. I had been so distracted by the process of being covered in fire and his taunting hands that didn't burn me that I hadn't noticed when it left.
"I always knew I liked your ass," Ryker said.
I frowned. "It's on my hip," I insisted.
Ryker took one hand and smacked my left cheek, firmly on the mark. Immediately a delicious heat shot through it, running straight between my legs where I twitched in anticipation. Fuck.
"What's the matter, Danica?" Ryker teased out my full name again, leaning down to meet my neck with a kiss.”
― Sabrina Blackburry, Dirty Lying Dragons

“What happens to you matters to me, to God, to your family, and to a lot of people. So, stop making decisions for others like you're the only one who cares or has the right to do so. Refusing to let others take a risk to help you isn't selfless; it's selfish. Now, help me help you!”
― Given Hoffman, The Rebel's Mark