“Leandred never uses magic without reason. He’s not going to freak out and do magic because he experiences emotion. It’s doubtful, anyway.” Patrick shrugged. “Before you showed up, I would have told you he was dead inside.” — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“He wrapped his fingers into my hair, the movement gentling almost immediately, but palms still firm against my cheeks. “I'm. Not. Going. Anywhere. And neither is anyone else.” A sob started to form in my throat, and I had to… — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“Nothing can kill me." "Everyone has a weakness." He stared at her. "I have no weakness of flesh. Only a weakness of you.” — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“I could feel an old reaction from him—his emotions trying to curl around and sever the heavy, girded ties between us. Leaving first before… — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“Make new friends, stand up for yourself, be the best Ren you could be. Christian would be pleased. I touched the bracelet around my… — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“—watching as a galaxy was born, cosmic events swirling in endless lines and patterns around it. Endless possibilities and explorations. I reached out with… — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“Leandred never uses magic without reason. He’s not going to freak out and do magic because he experiences emotion. It’s doubtful, anyway.” Patrick shrugged.… — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“I grabbed Constantine and my fingers scrabbled for any bare skin I could find, pushing cloak and shirt aside for unhampered touch, face digging… — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“For a time, I had hoped I might find the end of your wire. Then it became more of a chore,” Constantine said jadedly.… — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“Darling, no,” Constantine said. “Love admit-and-runners don't get to have a say.” He smiled slowly. “I'll remember that.” — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“He wrapped his fingers into my hair, the movement gentling almost immediately, but palms still firm against my cheeks. “I'm. Not. Going. Anywhere. And… — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“There was something special about sunrise. I just preferred to experience it behind closed eyelids.” — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“His warm fingers slid along my cheek, then wrapped into my hair. He leaned down to rest his forehead against mine and closed his… — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“He needed instructions. I was going to be dead after he killed me and he wouldn't be able to use the recording spell. I” — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
“Constantine's face softened. “Perhaps.” He touched my cheek and wiped the silver-gold tear there. Mindful of the crowd, I pulled fingers through my tangled… — Anne Zoelle Copy Share Image
