“Give yourself to me, Gemma, and you will never be alone again. You'll be worshiped. Adored. Loved. But you must give yourself to me- a willing sacrifice.' Tears slip down my face. 'Yes,' I murmur. Gemma, don't listen,' Circe says… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“You look like utter hell,” Circe told me. “I wish you’d stop sugar-coating things, Water Witch.” — Kresley Cole Copy Share Image
