“She was going to die soon and Gabriel Cionaodh Marcus Mac Braire, somehow, someway, would be the catalyst.” — Anya Bast Copy Share Image
“I give you my blood, bone, and breath. I give you my soul and the spirit it rides in. Should you be discarded by… — Anya Bast Copy Share Image
“Aislinn’s mother didn’t know that her daughter possessed another skill besides prophetic dreaming. A much darker one. An ability that would put her on… — Anya Bast Copy Share Image
“In an odd way, she felt more kinship with the mysterious Lord of the Wild Hunt than with anyone at Seelie Court . .… — Anya Bast Copy Share Image
“She practically had to stop herself from climbing his body and empaling herself on his cock.” — Anya Bast Copy Share Image
“She was going to die soon and Gabriel Cionaodh Marcus Mac Braire, somehow, someway, would be the catalyst.” — Anya Bast Copy Share Image
“And maybe this man was a marauder. No one knew anything about him other than that the dark magick running through his Unseelie veins… — Anya Bast Copy Share Image
“Some called it “the Furious Host,” but Gabriel thought they were only mildly annoyed. Probably more so than usual since he’d been making them… — Anya Bast Copy Share Image
