Varian Quotes

“Merewyn was a little more rational. “Perhaps we should whisper amongst ourselves and make them wonder what we speak of?”

Blaise wagged his eyebrows at her before he pulled her into his arms. “Works well for me. Put your arms around my neck, and I’ll breathe in your ear.”

Varian put the blade of his sword between them. “You can whisper from there.”

Blaise appeared appalled. “What are you? An old maid?”

“I promised her my protection.”

The mandrake shook his head. “You’re gay, aren’t you?” Varian raised the blade to rest against Blaise’s Adam’s apple. He carefully pressed it close. Not so much that it drew blood, but enough to let him know that he wasn’t amused. “Or not.”

Varian used the blade to push him away from Merewyn. His gaze met hers, and he felt the heat of his desire for her all the way through his body. At the moment, he wished he were gay. Then she wouldn’t tempt him so. “Or not. Definitely or not.”
― Kinley MacGregor, Knight of Darkness

“Varian cringed as Merewyn faced him. If he looked half as bad as he suspected, he wouldn’thave blamed her had she run for the door. “You don’t have to do this.”

She stepped into his arms. “Yes, Varian, I do.” She brushed the matted hair back from his face. “I don’t care what you look like. It’s you I love, not your looks. Your humor, your kindness, even that little snuffle snore you make when you sleep.”

“I don’t snore.”

She laughed. “Yes, you do.” And with that she pulled his lips to hers.”
― Kinley MacGregor, Knight of Darkness

“Varian rubbed the back of his head where his lump was growing significantly. “Not that I particularly want to defend Merrick, but those little rocks did happen to hurt. Thank the gods for armor.”

Merewyn gave him a sweet, sympathetic pout. “Poor baby.” She reached up to rub his sore spot, but honestly he’d much rather have her rub something else that was bothering him. The touch of her hand made his entire body break out into chills. Not to mention that the smell of her so close played total havoc with his hormones.

He honestly wanted to curl up beside her and start purring like a cat.

More than that, he had a vicious need to nibble her body until he was drunk on her scent. And there was a thought that made him glad he was wearing his armor again since it kept his erection hidden from the ones around him.

Stepping away from her before he actually did purr, he looked at Merrick. “What other nasty surprises do we have in store for us?”
― Kinley MacGregor, Knight of Darkness

“Cuando no eras más que un cachorro en la apestosa madriguera de tu familia, yo ya lideraba los ejércitos de Ventormenta hacia el triunfo - Varian Wrynn”
― E. Daniel Arey

“You were the only ones who came to help. The only ones. And yet you asked for nothing in return. Why?'

Rhys's voice was a bit hoarse as he asked, 'Isn't that what friends do?'

A subtle, quiet offer.

Tarquin took him in. Then me. And the others. 'I rescind the blood rubies. Let there be no debts between us.'

'Don't expect Amren to return hers,' Cassian muttered. 'She's grown attached to it.'

I could have sworn a smile tugged at Varian's mouth.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“Varian. He didn't so much as look at his High lord, his focus going right to where Amren sat at the head of the table. As if he'd sensed she was here- or someone had reported. And he'd come running.

Amren's eyes flicked up from the Book as Varian halted. A coy smile covered her red lips.

There was still blood and dirt splattered on Varian's brown skin, coating his silver amour and close-cropped white hair. He didn't seem to notice or care as he strode for Amren.

And none of us dared to speak as Varian dropped to his knees before Amren's chair, took her shocked face in his broad hands, and kissed her soundly.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“Amren and Varian didn't even bother to join us.

No, she'd just wrapped her legs around his waist, right there in front of us, and he'd stood, lifting her in one swift movement. I wasn't entirely sure how Varian managed to walk them out of the tent while still kissing her. Amren's hands dragging through his hair, letting out noises that were unnervingly like purring as they vanished into the camp.

Rhys had let out a low laugh as we all gawked in their wake. 'I suppose that's how Varian decided he'd tell Amren he was feeling grateful she ordered us to go to Adriata.'

Tarquin cringed. 'We'll alternate who has to deal with them on holidays.'

Cassian chuckled hoarsely...”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“But a male voice pleaded from behind, 'Don't.'

Varian appeared from the rocky path, gasping for breath, splattered with blood.

Amren smirked. 'Like a hound on a scent.'

'Don't,' was all Varian said.

'Unleash me,' Amren said, ignoring him. 'Let me end this.'

I began shaking my head. 'You- you will be gone. You said you won't remember us, won't be you anymore if you're freed.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“Amren smiled slightly- at me, at Varian. 'I watched them for so many eons. Humans- in my world, there were humans, too. And I watched them love, and hate- wage senseless war and find precious peace. Watched them build lives, build worlds. I was... I was never allowed such things. I had not been designed that way, had not been ordered to do so. So I watched. And that day I came here... it was the first selfish thing I had done. For a long, long while I thought it was punishment for disobeying my Father's orders, for wanting. I thought this world was some hell he'd locked me into for disobedience.'

Amren swallowed.

'But I think...I wonder if my Father knew. If he saw how I watched them love and hate and build, and opened that rip in the world not as punishment... but as a gift.' Her eyes gleamed. 'For it has been a gift. This time- with you. With all of you. It has been a gift.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“Amren,' Varian said, and sank onto his knees. 'I am begging you-'
...
She looked to Varian, a wry smile on her red mouth. 'I watched them most- the humans who loved. I never understood it- how it happened. Why it happened.' She paused a step away from the Cauldron. 'I think I might have learned with you, though. Perhaps that was a last gift, too.'

Varian's face twisted with anguish. But he made no further move to stop her.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“And- there's another surprise.'

He pointed with a healed hand toward the Cauldron. 'Someone fish out dear Amren before she catches cold.'

Varian whirled toward us. But Mor was sprinting for the Cauldron, and her cry as she reached in-

'How?' I breathed.

Azriel and Varian were there, helping Mor heave a waterlogged form out of the dark water.

Her chest rose and fell, her features the same, but...

'She was there,' Rhys said. 'When the Cauldron was sealing. Going... wherever we go.'

Amren sputtered water, vomiting onto the rocky ground. Mor thumped her back, coaxing her through it.

'So I reached out a hand,' Rhys went on quietly. 'To see if she might want to come back.'

And as Amren opened her eyes, as Varian let out a choked sound of relief and joy-

I knew- what she had given up to come back. High Fae- and just that.

For her silver eyes were solid. Unmoving. No smoke, no burning mist in them.

A normal life, no trace of her powers to be seen.

And as Amren smiled at me... I wondered if that had been her last gift.

If it all... if it all had been a gift.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“Good for the mind, but bad for the posture.'

'Good thing you have Varian to exercise with.'

Amren laughed, the sound like a crow's caw. 'Good thing indeed.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Frost and Starlight