Quotes About Deception

But how did she make you agree?' I demand. 'She had no power. She could pretend to be me, but she couldn't force you-' He puts his head in his long-fingered hands. 'She didn't have to command me, Jude. She didn't have to use any magic. I trust you. I trusted you.' And I trusted Taryn.

He thinks of Elienad, lying beneath tables, listening to the inflections of lies. Watching the hesitations, the gestures, the tensed muscles. Learning a language the king was unaware he even spoke.

I only hope he doesn't taste the bitterness of poison on my lips.

You hate the Folk." Taryn's eyes flash as she spins her sword in an elegant strike. "You never cared about Locke. He was just another thing to take from Cardan.

And that means Madoc isn't just trying to take Cardan's throne. He's trying to take mine.

I made you believe that you were what I wanted you to become.

Nothing he says is a lie, but all his words are riddles.

if you live your life always afraid, always with danger on your heels, it is not so difficult to pretend away more danger. I know that, but I didn't think, of all people, Cardan would, too.

At seventeen, he has grown tall, towering over me, lithe and finely muscled. His hair catches the moonlight, warm gold threaded with platinum, bangs parting around small goat horns, eyes of shocking amber, and a constellation of freckles across his nose. He has a trickster's mouth and the swagger of someone used to people doing what he wanted.

Once upon a time there was a little girl, and she told a lie to her friend's brother so that her friend's brother drove her to the bus station. She brought with her a bottle of orange soda, fifty dollars (half in change), sparkly slippers, and her cell phone. He thought he was helping. So did she.

Greetings, Your Majesty, you betraying toad.

Looking past Lucien and Elisabet, Tana finally saw Aidan. He was underdressed, slouching against a wall in a black silk shirt over black jeans. Tana wondered if Midnight had picked out those clothes for him and then wondered if they'd been borrowed from Rufus. Steeling herself, she walked over to him, giving a wide berth to any other vampire she saw. "Tana!" Aidan said, looking incredibly pleased to see her right up to the moment when she punched him in the face.

Maybe like the bat in the birdcage, Gavriel had been waiting for dark, waiting to get out of the chains, drink Aidan's blood, and escape. But when she showed up, he figured he could use them for a ride through daylight, so long as he seemed harmless enough to need saving. A chill crept up her spine.

Oh, yeah?" Chris says. "Maybe you should tell your friends that you're an emotion worker instead of hiding it. Do you think they'll listen to you then?" ... "How could you do this to me?" - Daneca "It's not my fault you're a liar." - Chris

Are you enjoying yourself?" I overhear Nicasia ask Locke once, as he joins them for a lecture. "Cardan won't forgive you for what you're doing with her.

You were mad at me for lying to you. Don't lie to us now.

You don't believe that I could care about you, even after you betrayed me?' He watches me with his cat eyes. 'I'm still your father.' 'You're my father's murderer,' I blurt out. 'I can be both,' Madoc says, smiling, showing those teeth. I tried to rattle him, but I succeeded only in rattling myself.

There are rumours that Cardan never wanted the throne, that he will hand it over to Oak willingly at some vague future time. But when I think of High King Cardan with his black curls and cruel mouth, the way he behaves- silly and dangersome all at once- I don't believe he would relinquish power. He might, however, trick Oak into going on a quest he wouldn't return from. Build him up with stories of honour and valiant deeds.

I keep thinking of the lazy blink of Cardan's lashes over his coal-bright eyes. He looked gleeful, gloating, as though my fist tightening on his shirt was exactly what he would have wished. As though, if I struck him, it would be because he had made me do it.

Greetings, Your Majesty, you betraying toad.' No, that wouldn't work, no matter how good it felt. 'Greetings, Your Majesty,' I try again. 'I didn't kill my husband even though he richly deserved it.

Cardan glances toward me, as though for help. When I am silent, he frowns, annoyed with both of us. 'Although I am wearing the cloak Mother Marrow made me, the one that will turn any blade, I still promise to run, tail between my legs. And since I have a tail, that should be amusing for everyone. Are you satisfied?

In this hair, and with this dress, I look pretty. The kind of pretty that allows monsters to deceive people into forests, into dances where they will find their doom.

Oh, tell me the rest. I like tricks and snares. Even ones I was nearly caught in.

If anyone can get me through tonight, it's him. He's good at putting those around him at ease, even when they ought to know better. Unfortunately, what I am good at is getting under people's skin. But at least I am also good at lying.