Quotes by Leanna Renee Hieber

One spirit remained unaware of his presence, staring at Miss Parker with such longing that he reluctantly decided to let it stay. The spirit, a hollow-eyed girl with ringlets and clothing from long past, reached toward Percy, wishing to touch her. Alexi understood. When left to her own devices, Miss Parker was neither shy nor awkward; she was radiant.

Hes Darkness. Unpleasant. I wouldnt trust him. Nor do I trust every mortal I meet. I dont know where evil comes from, and frankly it doesnt matter. Not right now. Histories and myths are renamed and reinvented eternally across the world. I cant speak to that. What I do know? This is your story.

As the Promethean fire which banished Darkness, so Knowledge bears the Power and the Light.

Persephone is just a name for a spirit of beauty at a certain time in history. Im sure we could argue a biblical place for her if it matters. Your wife has the name of that pagan goddess, but the fact remains that shes your mortal bride in the Year of Our Lord 1888- and shes Catholic, so pray for her, damn it, I dont care how confusing it is. And pray for us, to anyone. If the dead are about to flood Athens, divine goodwill couldnt hurt. Your prayers can be in Hindu, if you like. Now go home.

The Goddess spoke to all the dead. She was beloved for it. It seemed she passed on that gift to you. Oh, it taxed her immensely, but she tried to set as many to rest as she could. Sometimes it only takes one word of kindness, you know, to set a soul at ease.

A girls body was a prize. It had to be more than asked for. It had to be earned, worshipped, and avowed.

Dont you remember anything?! There is no devil. There is no hell. There is only Unrest. There is no down, only sideways; the transparent beside the opaque, and a thin wall to separate them.

When the Guard convinced you fate was not on our side, you parted ways with me and saw fit to make me suffer, Percy stated. The pain on Alexis face worsened, and he opened his mouth to refute her. She put her hands lovingly on his cheeks. We survived. Our love survived. And we shall again.He stared at her in wonder. How did my dear girl grow so brave?Percy grinned. Didnt you hear? The meek shall inherit the earth.

They tell us, love, that eternity awaits.

I assure you; while I look like a ghost, Im no spirit or demon. Im nothing but a girl struggling to make her way in an intolerant world. I bleed, I love, and someday, Ill die.

What good was speaking when Id determined none of the world listened to one another, especially not when a woman was speaking.

When men start affording more rights to women, maybe well be nicer to the ones we dont like. But for now, I know that I myself am too busy trying to preserve my rights and faculties to take care of a mans fragile ego.

“One spirit remained unaware of his presence, staring at Miss Parker with such longing that he reluctantly decided to let it stay. The spirit, a hollow-eyed girl with ringlets and clothing from long past, reached toward Percy, wishing to touch her. Alexi understood. When left to her own devices, Miss Parker was neither shy nor awkward; she was radiant.”