“A hint of annoyance hardened Sicarius’s dark eyes, and Books imagined him thinking, I can’t leave for five minutes without you getting… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“We care about you.” Books snorted. “You, I believe do. The others, less so.” “Maldynado would be bored if he didn’t have… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“If trailing along with me is boring you,” she said, “you could go check on Books and Maldynado in the real estate… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“A realization came to Books in that moment, one that shook his beliefs even more than when he had learned magic existed:… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Basilard, can you cover our trail?” Basilard rubbed his head dubiously. Maldynado, Books, and Akstyr leave trail like marching army.” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“You said nothing to me of the newspaper clippings.” “No, because you were displaying…snippiness yesterday.” “Snippiness?” he asked. “It’s a word.” “I… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Jelena flew so slowly that they would have fallen out of the sky if they’d been anywhere with respectable gravity. The” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Then I guess Sicarius will have to follow you around all night, hovering over your shoulder while you eat. Breathing down your neck. Sharing… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“One never knows when one might have to defend against..." Bounty hunters? Soldiers? Enforcers? "Opossums.” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Are you sure you're not looking for an excuse to stay in the smokestack with me?" "If we attempt to check on the weapons… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“She had thought she had come to terms with the passing of that dream, but five years wasn’t as long ago as she sometimes… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“She let Sicarius lead since he had that knack for getting people to move out of his way without doing anything. Amaranthe, on the… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“A flower? Jaxi, can’t you give me something more manly to imagine than that? Fine, imagine yourself lifting your arm for Rysha again, and… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“She abruptly understood why ranchers usually rode horses or thrust bikes to herd their charges. After shaking off her sandaled foot” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“One who has a personality that grates like glass paper should probably choose footwear sufficient for fleeing from irritated people.” — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Well?” she asked. “Well, what?” “You’re not going to answer?” “You didn’t ask a question.” “I did too.” “A question is denoted by a… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
“Sardelle told him to bring me after I volunteered to dispose of a dirty diaper by incinerating it. I don’t know why. If you… — Lindsay Buroker Copy Share Image
