“Hell had many interpretations. Syn knew that better than anyone. In his life, he’d managed to live through most of the common variations and discover a multitude of new ones. Why was it every time he thought he had life… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
“The Beast turned back to me. I could look at him fairly steadily this time. After a moment he said harshly: “I am very ugly, am I not?” “You are certainly, uh, very hairy,” I said. “You are being polite,”… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
