It is a measure of a nation their cunning! It is a measure of a nation their strength! And it is a measure of a nation," I leaned forward and screeched, "their mercy!" I leaned back and surveyed the crowd and for some bizarre reason kept right on shouting. The condemned you see before you have been tried justly and meet their sentence fairly. They have done wrong, and they will pay for it. But I am not the Winter Princess of a nation who does not see that even the condemned deserve to be treated with respect as they face death. You may think they do not deserve it, but it is your duty as Lunwynians to rise above their action snot fall to their depths. They will hang for their crimes, and you will watch this sentence carried out. How could that not be enough for you?" I tore my eyes away from the now whispering crowd as those close sent my words far, feeling Frey’s arm still tight around my middle, but I ignored it and looked down at the scaffold. Bring her to her feet,” I ordered the guard standing around Viola, and they shifted and stared up at me in stupefaction, so I snapped,“ Bring her to her feet!” They jumped toward Viola who I avoided looking at as they helped her up and moved her to her noose. Instead, I looked back tithe crowd and, yep, you guessed it, kept right on shouting." Today, you witness something infinitely sad. Three people who have gone wrong somewhere in their lives, done wrong be-cause of it and therefore are paying the ultimate price. Do not stand there shouting and jeering, demonstrating that they were right to move against this great nation, those fortunate enough to inhabit her ice-bound earth and those privileged to wear her crowns. Stand there and, as the Lunwynians I know you to be, stand strong, stand proud and stand filled with mercy.

— Kristen Ashley

It’s my experience that a weakness understood is no weakness. If you know you have it, even if you can’t control it, you can make allowances for it. It is those who ignore or don’t understand their weaknesses who are wasted by them.

— Kristen Ashley

It was like the Justice League of Super Heroes, but instead it was the Justice League of Hot Guys.

— Kristen Ashley

It was nostalgic in that painful way nostalgia could be

— Kristen Ashley

I used to sleep the sleep of someone who knew she was loved. Now, I didn't.

— Kristen Ashley

I’ve shared more breakfasts with you than any woman I’ve dated in the last year and a half,” Mitch returned.“I know what you look like in the morning. I know what you act like when you come home tired after work. Furthermore, I know that you pick the least expensive thing on the menu either to be nice or to be annoying in order to put me off. But I think it’s to be nice because you are nice and also both times you thought you’d be spending time with just me, you dressed in a way that would not, in any way, put me off. I know you cuddle when you’re sleeping. I know you take only milk in your coffee, and you make coffee strong. Furthermore, I know you’rereally good with kids. And I know that you use music and scents to regulate your mood. So I’m thinking this is not a first date. Thesis more like us hittin’ the six-month mark. And the six month marks when you stop talkin’ about shit that really doesn’t matter and start talkin’ about shit that means everything.

— Kristen Ashley

I want you here. I want you in my home, my bed, my life,” he murmured, the smooth out of his voice, it was low and so rough with sex and emotion, it was abrasive, scoring through me.“Baby –”“I want your clothes in my closet. Furthermore, I want to hear your voice in my house when you’re talkin’ on the phone. Furthermore, I want you sittin’ beside me when we’re watchin’ TV. Furthermore, I want shit you like in my fridge. Furthermore, I want “your razors in my shower. Furthermore, I want my roof over your head. Your car in my garage. I want to give you what I should have been giving you for sixteen years. As good as you deserve. A showplace. A place where I can make you happy.” God. He was killing me.“Creed, let me –” He didn’t let me finish. He pressed on, driving in, our bodies jolting with his thrusts, his voice harsh in my ear.“Give me that, Sylvie. Give me that and, swear to God, I’ll give you everything.”“I –” His head came up, his cock drove deep and stayed planted, and his eyes burned into mine.“All I’ll ask. All I’ll ever ask. You give me that, and you got a lifetime of nothin’ but take.

— Kristen Ashley

I wasn't exactly good with children. I wasn't bad with them, as such. Furthermore, I just wasn't around them much and, because of that, when I was, they freaked me out because I didn't know what to do with them.

— Kristen Ashley

Jealousy is an ugly emotion that makes people do some seriously whacked shit and when a woman is experiencing it, it's worse.

— Kristen Ashley

Last night you sat there singing to me 'nothing to hide, believe what I say' and not ten hours later you're standin' in front of me lying

— Kristen Ashley