“Fire witches are two parts sweet and one part sour, the perfect Daiquiri—classic, delicious, and deceptively potent.” — N.D. Jones Copy Share Image
“I really want to call you to me in a thunderbolt so I can smack you. We’re not even married yet and I want to strangle you with my bare hands. That doesn’t bode well for your life expectancy, Assefa,… — N.D. Jones Copy Share Image
“You buy so little and ask for even less, which makes me want to spoil you. That’s not how I grew up, which you will soon see. We Berbers ask for everything and get even more in return, much of which we don’t deserve and haven’t earned. But you have access to so much but never touch it. I respect… — N.D. Jones Copy Share
“Black Girl Magic is a wily cat to some. A unicorn of myth for others. But to those who can wrangle it into submission,… — N.D. Jones Copy Share Image
“She said I was a monster, and for a long time I believed her. But you made me feel like a man, someone worthy… — N.D. Jones Copy Share Image
“You can take away my anger, my fear, my fury, even my pain, but I could never live with myself if I’m not the one to bring that demon to justice. You’re all the family I have left, Serwa, and I pledged myself to you when I was a man-child of twenty-one years. Now, as a man of centuries, that… — N.D. Jones Copy Share
“Fire witches are two parts sweet and one part sour, the perfect Daiquiri—classic, delicious, and deceptively potent.” — N.D. Jones Copy Share Image
“Ah, sweetheart, what are you doing?” “I think that’s pretty obvious. I’m witch-handling your orgasm-giver.” — N.D. Jones Copy Share Image
“I really want to call you to me in a thunderbolt so I can smack you. We’re not even married yet and I want… — N.D. Jones Copy Share Image
