I stare at him coldly. "I do not care for needlework." I pause. "Unless it involves the base of the skull. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
... while I am Death's daughter and walk in His dark shadow, surely the darkness can give way to light sometimes. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
It takes a surprising amount of courage to place one's hand into an unseen area when your mind is thinking about vermin. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
“The He reaches out and lays His cold hand on my head, and His grace and understanding fill me, burning away all vestiges of… — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
Every time he glances at me I feel it just as surely as if he has reached out and run his finger along my… — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
And just as love has two sides, so too does Death. While Ismae will serve as His mercy, I will not, for that is… — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
“As far as I can tell, it doesn't make any difference to adults how clever children are. They always stick together. Unless you are… — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
I cannot tell her I have been moping over a broken heart when I have worked so hard to convince her I have no… — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
Surely He does not give us hearts so we may spend our lives ignoring them. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
So… You are well equipped for our service.' 'Which is?' 'We kill people. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
Truly, we are the gods' own children, forged in the fire of our tortured pasts, but also blessed with unimaginable gifts. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
