Patricia Briggs inspires with imaginative urban fantasy that combines thrilling plots, strong characters, and moral courage. Her novels encourage self-discovery, resilience, and empathy, motivating readers to confront challenges with determination and integrity. Briggs' work empowers audiences to explore complex emotions, relationships, and ethical dilemmas while celebrating strength and creativity. Through compelling storytelling, she fosters critical thinking, compassion, and courage, leaving a lasting impression that encourages readers to embrace personal growth, pursue meaningful goals, and navigate life with confidence.
"Hard truths can be dealt with, triumphed over, but lies will destroy your soul."
"Stupid young girls who get caught alone in the forest fall prey to anything that crosses their paths, be the beast animal, human or shapeshifter."
"If there was such evil in the world, was it possible that there was good, too?"
"Some people will tell you werewolves can only shapechange under a full moon, but people also say there's no such things as ghosts."
"You should be home sleeping. What is the use of having a man in the house, if he cannot take care of you for a while? "Mmm, I said. "I give up. What's the use of having a man in the house?"
"When I die of heart failure the next time you frighten me like that, you can put that on my gravestone-'I didn't mean to startle her."
"Heart turned to me, his face thoughtful. "Yesterday morning. Yes, that means that Daphne hadn't been home for two days before that. He smiled at me. "You were supposed to be the Alpha's eye candy.Adam laughed."What? I asked him. "You don't think I'd be good eye candy? I looked down at my overalls and grease-stained hands. I'd torn another nail to the quick."Honey is eye candy, said Ben apologetically. "You're . . . just you."Mine, said Adam, edging between Heart and me. "Mine is what she is.""
"Knowing someone desires you is the greatest aphrodisiac."
"Yes," he said sincerely. "Such a one deserves peanut butter on the seat of his pants."
"Fear makes idiots out of us all, at some time or other."
"I thought it would be quieter here. [Anna] hadn't meant to say anything, but the noise startled her. "The wind in the trees, Bran said. "And there are some birds that stay year-round. Sometimes when the wind is still and the cold is upon us, the quiet is so deep you can feel it in your bones."
"A man says a lot of things in summer he doesn't mean in winter."
"A rape victim... a rape victim who fights...They've been violated, made helpless and afraid. It breaks their confidence in the safety of their little world. It makes them afraid." .... "If you don't fight, it's not quite the same. If they make you help, make you cooperate, then it's not clear to you anymore. Is it rape? You feel dirty, violated, and guilty. Most of all guilty because you should have fought. Especially if you're Mercy and you fight everything."
"My mother raised her eyebrow, and murmured, "And to think I was always worried that you didn't have any friends. I suppose I should have been counting my blessings."
"I didn't like anyone except me having their hands all over him. There had been possession in Wolf's touch, and Adam belonged to me."
"Anger is stupid, and stupidity will kill you more surely than your opponent's blade."
"For Adam, screwed-up bonding thing or not, I'd wait forever."Really? he asked in a tone I'd never heard from him before. Softer. Vulnerable. Adam didn't do vulnerable."Really what? I asked."Despite the way our bond scares you, despite the way someone in the pack played you, you'd still have me?He'd been listening to my thoughts. This time it didn't bother me."Adam, I told him, "I'd walk barefoot over hot coals for you."
"Honey will wipe the floor with you." His eyes went half-mast, and his voice dropped in evident pleasure. "I know."
"It is hard to accept being different, hard to have people avoid looking at you, and still believe in yourself."
"It was complicated. I understood it, mostly, but I had to think a little sideways to do it."
"You play games with people's lives.(...) You forget that they are fragile."
"This was not a man who wanted to give up his mate. This was a man trying to do the honorable thing-and give her a choice, no matter hiw much it cost him."
"Trouble seems to follow me around, waiting to club me with a tire iron."
"One of my professors once told me that the last official act of the British monarchy was when Queen Victoria refused to sign a law that made same-sex acts illegal. It would have made me think more highly of her, except the reason she objected was because she didn't believe women would do anything like that. Parliament rewrote the law so it was specific to men, and she signed it. A tribute to enlightenment, Queen Victoria was not. Neither, as I have observed before, are werewolf packs."
"Um. Charles thinks that his wolf has chosen me as his mate.""In less than one full day?" It did sound dumb when he said it that way."Yes." She couldn't keep the uncertainty out of her voice, though, and it bothered Charles. He rolled to his feet and growled softly."Charles also said I was an Omega wolf," she told his father. "That might have something to do with it as well."Silence lengthened and she began to think that the cell phone might have dropped the connection. Then the Marrok laughed softly. "Oh his brother is going to tease him unmercifully about this."
"Are we going to Portland?" I asked. "Or Multnomah Falls?"He smiled at me. "Go to sleep."I waited three seconds. "Are we there yet?"His smile widened, and the last of the usual tension melted from his face. For a smile like that, I'd...do anything."