My Book Boyfriend (82)

My Book Boyfriend is a weekly meme hosted by Missie of The Unread Reader and co-hosted by Lesley of My Keeper Shelf, in which we swoon over boys in books!
(I--as in me, Amy--don't like to use commercial photos, I like to use the authors' descriptions and my imagination.)

Robbie Goodfell 
(A.K.A. Puck)

Book: The Iron Daughter by Julie Kagawa

Series: The Iron Fey

A faerie of the Seelie court, and protector of Oberon’s half-human daughter. Since he is of the fey, he can shape-shift into a large black raven.  Lanky and tall, with striking red hair and eyes as green as colored glass. He’s always got a grin on his face, but beneath his humor and snarky exterior he has a more serious side. He’s loyal and well versed in the art of swordsmanship, which comes in handy when navigating the Nevernever in order to save the girl that he loves.

Quotes:

Puck, his shirt now a tattered mess, sheathed his daggers and glanced around with a satisfied smirk. “Well, that was fun.” His gaze found me, still frozen behind the statue, and he shook his head. “Wow, icy reception here. And to think I came back from the dead for this.” I squeezed from my hiding place, my heart pounding against my ribs, and ran to him. His arms opened, and I threw myself against his chest, hugging him fiercely. He was real. He was here not dying in a tree somewhere, left behind and forgotten. “I missed you,” I whispered against his neck. He held me tighter. “I’ll always come back for you,” he murmured, sounding so unlike himself that I pulled back and looked at him. For a moment, his green eyes were intense, and I caught my breath at the emotion smoldering within. Then he smirked, and the effect was ruined.

“You’re kind of blind, you know?” Puck whispered, smiling to soften his words. “I wouldn’t defy Oberon for just anyone. But, for you…” He leaned forward, touching his forehead to mine. “I’d come back from the dead for you.”

Puck moved behind me and put his hands on my shoulders, leaning close. “I know it’s too soon right now,” he muttered into my hair, “but, just so you know, I’ll wait. When you’re ready, I’ll be right here. Don’t forget, Princess.”