“You’re a virgin. Hell’s fire, Mother Night, and may the Darkness be merciful, you’re a virgin.” Still clutching the coat, she eyed… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
Lucivar winced. "She guzzled half the flask — and it wasn't one of his home brews, it was the concoction you created."… — 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… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“They went to the tree. Daemon dismounted and leaned against the tree, staring in the direction of the house. The stallion jiggled the bit,… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“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.… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“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… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“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
