“Rage, or something as equally dense and seething, was hanging from every chandelier, resentment woven into thick carpets padding the room, hatred flickering underneath every lampshade. The floor bathed in a creepy shadow, a particular darkness that had seeped into… — Kami Garcia Copy Share Image
“she had known the consequences when she took off, but for whatever reason, she left anyway.” — Garcia Stohl Copy Share Image
