“Her mother bent close, the smell of whiskey and beer and sweat as familiar as any perfume to Kaye.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Greg stands up, wiping his mouth. "I saw your mother's trial in the paper, Sharpe. I know you're just like her." "If… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
She suddenly understood why she had let him kiss her in the diner, why she had wanted him at all. She wanted… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Your mother doesn’t make mistakes.” I hear her blow out the smoke. “Baby, I know what I’m doing.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
There’s something about her—Cassel, I have met many evil men and women in my life. I have made deals with them, drank… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Someone could cut through the mess in our house and look at it like one might look at rings on a tree… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“What they don’t realize is this: Yes, they frighten me, but I have always been scared, since the day I got here. I was… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
When you don't know what you're searching for, you have to look absolutely everywhere. — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Madoc makes a snorting sound, then turns to me. 'I am sure that Wren here wouldn't mind taking Lady Nore's castle and lands for… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“No, I won't help you. No I won't hear you explain why I should. It really is a magical word: no. You say whatever… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Let her alone,' said the enkanto, 'or I will curse you blind, lame, and worse.' The old man laughed. 'I'm a curse breaker, fool.'… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“His wax-white skin was cool to the touch when she brushed his neck to find the knot of cloth. She'd never been this close… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
So what are you really wearing?" The words left her mouth before she could consider them. She winced. He didn't seem to mind; in… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I grab a chair. "I don't mean to pry," I say, "but we're in a hospital. You sure you're fine?" She sighs heavily. "No… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Kaye: You know what the sun looks like? Janet: No, What? Kaye: Like he slit his wrists in a bathtub and the blood is… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
