“It’s a romantic novel,” Jaenelle said in a small voice as he called in his half-moon glasses and started idly flipping the pages. “A couple of women in a bookseller’s shop kept talking about it.” Romance. Passion. Sex. He suppressed—barely—the… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Surreal realized Daemon’s madness was confined to emotions, to people, to that single tragedy he couldn’t face. It was as if Titian had never died, as if Surreal hadn’t spent three years whoring in back alleys before Daemon found her again and arranged for a proper education in a Red Moon house. He thought she was still a child, and… — Anne Bishop Copy Share
“They went to the tree. Daemon dismounted and leaned against the tree, staring in the direction of the house. The stallion jiggled the bit, reminding him he wasn’t alone. “I wanted to say good-bye,” Daemon said quietly. For the first time, he truly saw the intelligence—and loneliness—in the horse’s eyes. After that, he couldn’t keep his voice from breaking as… — Anne Bishop Copy Share
“Too much power. Too much. Even the Blood weren’t meant to wield this much power. Even Witch had never controlled this much power. This… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Are there weapons in a bookstore?' 'It's a store full of books, which are objects that can be thrown as well as read,' Monty… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
That is a list of the Territories that yielded to Ebon Askavi. They now stand within the shadow of the Keep. They are mine. Anyone who tries to settle in my Territory without my consent will be dealt with. Anyone who harms any of my people will be executed. There will be no excuses and no exceptions. I will say… — Anne Bishop Copy Share
“The lover is the father’s mirror. The brother stands between. The mirror spins, spins, spins. Blood. So much blood. He clings to the island… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Do any of them realize that Simon Wolfgard is falling in love with Meg Corbyn? Monty wondered. Does Wolfgard understand his own response to… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“I can do this,” [Daemon] crooned, slowly circling around her. “I can keep Dorothea and Hekatah off-balance enough to keep the others safe and also prevent those Ladies from giving the orders to send the Terreillean armies into Kaeleer. I can buy you seventy-two hours, Jaenelle. But it’s going to cost me because I’m going to do things I may… — Anne Bishop Copy Share
“Meg nodded. She didn’t understand the feeling, but she turned the words into a kind of image that she could recall later. “Anyway,” — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Because you’re going to help me train a seven-year-old Witch who’s got the raw power right now to turn us both into dust and… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Saetan laughed, genuinely amused. “No, I wouldn’t think he would. He’s in his prime, virile, living, and well trained in seduction. That twelve-year-old body… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
