“You're our honorary sixth member with mysterious abilities and visions of the future. The Snow White to our motley group of dwarfs. Plus, you're way better looking than the rest of these guys.” — Michelle Rowen Copy Share Image
“You're our honorary sixth member with mysterious abilities and visions of the future. The Snow White to our motley group of dwarfs. Plus, you're… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
“Does it have a name? All of these fancy magical weapons usually have names." Bishop glared at her. "Yeah. I like to call it… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
“I don't think he can hurt. Wizards and witches go hand in hand, after all. Didn't you read Harry Potter?" Eden stared at him.… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
“Bishop's brows went up. "Okay, fine. Yes, I followed you here. Better?" "Yes. Stalkery, but better." "I'm not stalking you." "Spoken like a true… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
A sob caught in my chest. I didn't even know what a gray was, other than a drab color. All I knew was that… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
“Come on, Eden, don't be naive. Demonic children are a dime a dozen in Netherworld. Need I mention Children of the Corn? Damien? Justine… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
“I took it back: he didn't just hate himself down deep. He'd made plenty of room in there for me, too.” — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
“You can be a lousy vampire. You can be a lousy human. What you are doesn't mean anything. It's what you do with what… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
“Sorry," I said. "Don't be sorry." She sent a sneer in the direction of Colin who'd rejoined his friends on the other side of… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
“Come on Eden. Turn that frown upside down. There's no reason for bad moods. It's a beautiful new day full of possibilities." "maybe for… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
“Good. I wouldn't want you to fall madly in love with me. That would make things very complicated when it comes to your beloved… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
“Well...unfortunately there's a little problem," he said. "What?" He pointed up. "That." I looked up to see the mistletoe dangling from the ceiling where… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
“Owen’s gaze flicked to me again. “Maybe you’re right. And what a wonderful change it is. Tell me, Sarah, how on earth do you… — Michelle Rowen Copy Share
