“The sylph twitched – acknowledgement – and a tendril of shadow blossomed like a black rose, then fell to my feet.” — Jodi Meadows Copy Share Image
“Those who pretend as if they don't love you, are the ones who would hate to see you love another person.” — Michael Bassey Johnson Copy Share Image
“I lifted my hand toward the black smoke. People hissed, but when my fingers passed through, there was only uncomfortable warmth. The… — Jodi Meadows Copy Share Image
“No." Sam laid the rose back on the desk, voice deepening. "He's never done anything awful to me, or to anyone else.… — Jodi Meadows Copy Share Image
