“Gordian pays you to sleep with unicorn hunters. That's the definition of a whore.” — Diana Peterfreund Copy Share Image
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“You are my whole heart, Scarlet. And this is breaking it.' My heart cracked open and clear dropped out of me. My… — A.C. Gaughen Copy Share Image
“Saul's vitals were not human, but familiar: he never told me he was from another world: I never told him I was… — Joe Haldeman Copy Share Image
“It is wondrous, Will Henry," breathed the monstrumologist over the maddening hum of the flies. "I feared we might be wrong-that Socotra… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“She was going to plant a Japanese maple tree on top. She had already procured it, a lovely sapling with pale bark… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Ah. And then you kill him." "No," Arkwright replied patiently. "We are British. We avoid murder if we can help it.{...}” — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“The monstrumologist closed his eyes. "You should not have come, Will Henry." And I answered, "You should not have left me, Dr.… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“We have just discovered our dear colleague butchered in a hotel room, and you wish to discuss literature?” — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“And John Kearns whispered into my ear: "Do you see it now? *You* are the nest. *You* are the hatchling. *You* are… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“I walked until the water lapped against my chest, and then I kept walking until it kissed the underside of my jaw.… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“He had noticed my bandaged hand. "An accident," Warthrop said tersely. "Dr. Warthrop chopped off my finger with a butcher knife." Von… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“You are not my sunshine. Sorry. You're more like a gust of arctic wind that bursts in and blows out all the… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
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