Because you can't keep up the illusion forever," I say. "No one has that much magic. — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Don't you? if you keep them from the magic, they will never know what their lives could be.' They will remain protected,'… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
We sit and listen and are enthralled anew, for good stories, it seems, never lose their magic. — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Power changes everything till it is difficult to say who are the heroes and who the villians... And magic itself is neither… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“The rules of magic, my dear, are best not discussed. For once we understand the illusion, we no longer believe in it.” — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
The rules of magic, my dear, are best not discusses. For once we understand the illusion, we no longer believe it. — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
I will tell you the story of how we found ourselves in a realm where dreams are formed, destiny is chosen, and… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
No person has ever held all the power. There must be a balance between chaos and order, dark and light. With the… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Forget your pain. It was what I said when I took Father's hand in the drawing room yesterday, what I repeated again… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
It's only his thumb brushing slowly across the lower edge of my lip, but it's as if time slows and the sweep… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
But...you could have whatever you wished." "Exactly," he says, nuzzling my neck. "But," I say, "you could turn stones to rubies or… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
She was chosen,' Mae insists. No, you're wrong,' I say. 'She was only a girl.'... She was gone for some time. You… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
It is how it has always been. We will accept the legacy of our ancestors,' Asha says, smiling, and in her smile… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“But Gemma, you could change the world." "That should take far more than my power," I say. "True. But change needn't happen… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Learn to master yourself-to understand both your fears and your desires. That's the key to magic. Then, no one shall have any… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“I have never felt more ridiculous. If this is what it means to be a woman I am not the slightest bit interested.” — Libba Bray Copy Share
“The King of Crows raked his fingers across the dark until it bled. He licked the blood from his fingers with a forked tongue.… — Libba Bray Copy Share
It is how it has always been. We will accept the legacy of our ancestors,' Asha says, smiling, and in her smile I do… — Libba Bray Copy Share
“Spare a copper for our cause?" the girl with the coin cup asks, her voice weary. "I can spare more than that," I say.… — Libba Bray Copy Share
As one, they leap, laughing, and that is where we leave them - mouths open, arms spread wide, fingers splayed to take in the… — Libba Bray Copy Share
I am for hockey. I find I should like to hit something with a stick. -Gemma Doyle Trilogy — Libba Bray Copy Share
There are times when I wish I could go back and change the course of my life. Make different choices...But the past cannot be… — Libba Bray Copy Share
“Sexuality is not meant to be this way - an honest, consensual expression in which a girl might take an active role when she… — Libba Bray Copy Share
There is no greater power on this earth than story.” Will paced the length of the room. “People think boundaries and borders build nations.… — Libba Bray Copy Share
Heaven's brightest and best-loved angel, who was cast out for inspiring a rebellion against God. Having lost Heaven, Lucifer and his rebel angels vowed… — Libba Bray Copy Share
“The light is so bright it hurts my eyes. But I don't dare close them. I won't. Instead, I try to adjust to the… — Libba Bray Copy Share
“Miss Moore speaks slowly, deliberately. "I know because I read." She pulls back and stands, hands on hips, offering us a challenge. "May I… — Libba Bray Copy Share
“Duff's little moans traveled up her spine, made her head buzz. And another thought grabbed hold: She was doing this. She had the power… — Libba Bray Copy Share
