Her youngest daughter shrugged. “Ain’t got no money, do we?” “I don’t understand. Why aren’t you pillaging like the rest of your kin?” “It was the Northland's, The. Ain’t nothin’ to pillage but the crows in the trees.” “And snow,” their eldest added. “Lots and lots of snow.” Bram motioned to his study. “You know where I keep the gold coin.” As if on fire, their offspring made a desperate run for their father’s study, climbing over the table and fighting each other through the door. It wasn’t pretty.

— G.A. Aiken

He sighed. A year since he’d left her the morning after the final battle with her brother. A year since he’d held her in his arms. A year since he’d kissed her. A year since he’d buried his head between her thighs. A year since she’d punched him in the face.

— G.A. Aiken

He sneered at his father. “He’ll live. I’m going after her.”“What?” His sister stood up in front of her brother. “Fearful, don’t. She’s angry. Very angry. She impaled your father. . . Twice. Give her some time to calm down.

— G.A. Aiken

He was her father after all. True, a father whose funeral rite she planned to dance at and toast with ale, but her father just the same.

— G.A. Aiken

HHH. A sense of humor.” He cocked his head to the side.“That actually might annoy me.” She frowned, ignoring the teasing sound to that oh-so-low voice and, with heavy sarcasm answered, “Oh, well, that’ll keep me uprights.

— G.A. Aiken

Hope death finds you well today.

— G.A. Aiken

How do you live with yourself, Lord Arrogant?” “Very easily, Lady Difficult. I find myself quite charming.

— G.A. Aiken

How’s your father?”“How do you think he is? You stabbed him in the foot.”“I would have aimed for his heart, but I wasn’t sure he actually had one. Do any of you have one?

— G.A. Aiken

I already explained this. I don’t like you. True, I don’t like most people, but I especially dislike you. I could start my own religion based on how much I dislike you.

— G.A. Aiken

I didn’t think it was possible — but this situation has managed to get worse.” “But you’re so calm,” she observed.”That’s usually when you can tell everything has gone to shit.

— G.A. Aiken