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Cinda Williams Chima

Cinda Williams Chima is a New York Times bestselling author of young adult fantasy, best known for The Heir Chronicles, The Seven Realms and The Shattered Realm series.

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Han made no effort to put up a brave front. Most of the time he just screamed himself hoarse, though a couple of times he amused himself by screaming Fionas's name as if he were in the throes of passion. FEEE-OHHH-NAAA! Lord Bayar made him pay for that, but afterward, Fiona didn't come down anymore, which Han appreciated.
The bluejacket girlie rode like a clan warrior, but there was no way she'd escape. It was a private life-and-death contest that had nothing to do with him. He told himself he should ride on, grateful that the chase would keep them occupied while he took a different path. But what had he told Rebecca when she'd asked what he meant to do when he returned to the Fells? 'I'm tired of people in power picking on the weak. I'm going to help them.
And, like a fool, she kissed him back. Kissed him a way that would leave no doubt about the way she felt about him. Kissed him because she knew the chances were slim she'd have very many kisses like that in her lifetime. Which is a sad thing when you're only seventeen.
I need to go to parties, Raisa mused, so I don't think so much. — © Cinda Williams Chima
I need to go to parties, Raisa mused, so I don't think so much.
As for my family, my father was Danel; he died as a mercenary in the southern wars," Han went on. "My mother's name was Sarah, called Sali, and my sister was Mari. They died last summer. But then, you already knew that. Every time you forget, I'll remind you. That's the blood sacrifice I made to be here, and that's enough.
Nobody's going to hand you anything. You don't get what you don't go after.
Falling in love was like falling off a cliff. It felt pretty much like flying until you hit the ground.
Will you give the girl to me?" she said. "Will you let me try?" He nodded, dizzy with relief. "Please, Willo. Please. Save her. It doesn't matter...what happens to me.
You touch me again, you arrogant Ardenine swine, and I swear on the blood of Hanalea the warrior, I will geld you. Do you understand?
Haven't you heard about me?" he said, with a tight smile. "I'm really a very dangerous person." And he did look dangerous until he said, "Look, could you watch Dog for me while I'm gone? I can't take him where I'm going.
I have to think it's possible to suffer a great wrong and walk away from it. To build a life of small, exquisitely important moments.
His aster-blue eyes shown out from a face blackened by bruises and soot, his fair hair glittering in the firelight. Dressed all in black, silhouetted against flame, he looked rather like a demon, raised from the dead, trading for souls on the other side.
Just because you're the enemy of my enemy don't mean you're my friend, Han thought.
Crow walked toward her, arms outstretched like a man in a dream, which he was, in a way. Sometimes a dream is enough. — © Cinda Williams Chima
Crow walked toward her, arms outstretched like a man in a dream, which he was, in a way. Sometimes a dream is enough.
The only way to get what you want is to make them more afraid of you than they are of each other.
Hope is a dangerous thing, Raisa thought. Once kindled, it's hard to put out. It makes wise people into fools.
You couldn’t keep your mouth shut? I’m calling you Glitterhair from now on. Or Talksalot.
History,' Mari muttered, as if she'd overheard his thoughts. 'Why do we need to know what happened before we were born?' 'So hopefully we get smarter and don't make the same mistakes again.
More and more, there were no revelations, but simply the uncovering of truths long known but dimly remembered. Everything had been written long ago. There was nothing truly new in the world, but only the slow, circular march of time that revealed the old things once again.
We may all end up dead, but we're sticking it to them in the meantime.
A fiction writer is never entirely alone. Her characters are constantly whispering in her ear.
How'd it go with Leesha?" "It was great! We were bad cop and bad cop!
Admit nothing - that was his first rule. Appeal to logic - second rule. Delay the inevitable - third rule.
A vocation is not something you slap on, like a coat of paint, and change whenever you want. A vocation is built into you. You have no choice. If you try to do something else, you fail.
If he even survives." She shivered, and Amon put his arm around her, drawing her into his steady warmth. "It's that bad?" Raisa nodded. "He looked...he looked awful, Amon. Willo doesn't know if he'll...She's worried about him. My mother died, and I never got to tell her that I loved her, that I finally understood - just a little anyway. If Han dies too, I don't know what I'll do.
Han spotted a child?s homespun dolly in the ditch, pressed into the mud. He reined in, meaning to climb down and fetch it so he could clean it up for his little sister. Then he remembered that Mari was dead and had no need of dollies anymore. Grief was like that. It gradually faded into a dull ache, until some simple sight or sound or scent hit him like a hammer blow.
My tagline is ‘Less sex, more romance, lower body count.’
That's what happens when you love someone... you notice and notice and notice.
The time will come when you will be forced to make a choice,” Hanalea said. “When that time comes, choose love.
Crow paced back and forth, his form flickering like flame. "It's been a thousand years, Alister. I never intended for anyone to find it, so it's very well protected. One little misstep, and you and my line will be history." "Since when are you so concerned about your line?" Han said. Crow stared at him for a long moment. "Since I found out I had one.
You look like a boy who has eaten the fruit of the tree of knowledge and doesn't like the taste.
Well, I believe she went in to rescue some Raggers from the pits,” Cuffs said. “She wasn’t all that specific.” “She went in to rescue — why would she do that?” Amon gripped the ironwork, studying the streetlord’s face. Was he lying? And if so, what was the purpose? “Guess she’s kind of taken with us,” Cuffs said. “You know, the glamor of the gang life and all. Getting beat up every other day, arrested for crimes you didn’t commit, long nights in gaol, sleeping in the cold and wet. It’s...seductive.” He raised an eyebrow.
I continue to believe in miracles. But i know that miracles come to those who work very hard
I like rough edges. That's what makes a person real.
Plus he was naturally lucky at cards. As Mam had always said, lucky at cards, or lucky at life. One or the other. Not both.
It was a peculiar marriage of interests- Lord Averill and Captain Byrne and Lord Bayar and Han Alister agreeing on anything was as rare as gold in Ragmarket.
You do not respond to an attempt on your life with a slap on the hand. Or a joke.
I'd rather have a go at life, so there's something to talk about once we're gone.
What kind of love would drive a man for miles through solid rock? — © Cinda Williams Chima
What kind of love would drive a man for miles through solid rock?
If you want to be a writer, you must be in love with the process of writing, whether you achieve financial success or not.
They were like two pieces of a failed star, drawn together by a shared history and a memory of illicit kisses.
I've found it wise to enjoy any time of truce, while recognizing it for what it is. A truce.
But I don't want your throne." "Then what do you want?" "You.
Ellen could have killed me," Jack said quietly, "but she didn't. She saved my life." "How come?" Fitch demanded. "After all this?" Ellen turned scarlet and stared at the ground. "Maybe none of my opponents ever gave me flowers before," she mumbled.
Just remember who you are... The world will try to change you into someone else. Don't let them. That's the best advice anyone can give you.
Don't expect much and you won't be disappointed.
I live in the present because the future is always chancy. When it comes to being with you, I'm willing to take the risk.
There's something about a roof isn't there? It makes you feel like it doesn't matter what's going on below. All of those things that get in the way of your dreams - you're above them. Anything is possible.
Oh, I am getting married," Raisa said sleepily. "You promised me that if I agreed to marry you, that you would make it happen." She extended her hand, the one with the ring Han had given her, and waved it under his nose. "So. It's time to pay up.
I have lost everything, Han thought. Then he corrected himself. Every time I think I’ve lost everything, I find there’s still something else to lose. — © Cinda Williams Chima
I have lost everything, Han thought. Then he corrected himself. Every time I think I’ve lost everything, I find there’s still something else to lose.
She padded toward Han, barefoot, like a faerie startled out of a forest bower, bewitching mix of clan and flatland beauty.
Jason settled back on the bench. 'I hate to break this to you, but as a rule, wizards are nasty people. They're powerful, capricious, ruthless, egotistical, used to getting their own way. That's being kind.
Do not forget duty. But choose love when you can.
Sometimes you have to go somewhere else to appreciate what we have here.
The next chamber is full of songbirds, if I remember right. Their music is like turtleweed. It will put you to sleep if you listen to it. They sleep most of the time, so the best thing is to pass through without waking them up. If they do awaken, then you must sing loud enough to drown out their music." "Great," Han said. "Whose idea was that?" "It seemed like a good idea at the time," Crow said. "I was an excellent singer.
But maybe it's better to go after something, and not get it, than to not even try.
Weird is good, strange is bad.
He swept Raisa up into his arms and kissed her like it was his first, last, and only
For Hanalea the Warrior!
He would find a way to make it work, because he finally understood that sometimes you have to raise your expectations. And sometimes you need to make a claim on the world and the people you love to get what you most desire
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