“[High angel] Carter's fucked-up sense of humor in action.' [The angel] Lucinda flushed deep crimson. 'How can you use such language so… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“The [bowling] ball flew out jerkily, sailed about four feet, hit the lane with a loud crack , and then promptly entered… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I was jealous of [Nora] at first, because she had prettier dresses and the naturally curly hair that had been my ultimate… — Lia Habel Copy Share Image
