“Alexandria,” he began, the name lingering on the morning air as though it did not belong amongst trees, but instead somewhere much… — S.C. Parris Copy Share Image
“Westley stared at him carefully. “Victor…I understand how you must feel but the rules Dracula upheld—” “Were the same very rules that… — S.C. Parris Copy Share Image
“Make no excuses for the devils that will not excuse you of their burdens, Miss Crane." - Darien Nicodemeus; Chapter Sixteen -… — S.C. Parris Copy Share Image
“So – I am n-nothing more than – than a bloody job?! On top of not knowing why you must look after… — S.C. Parris Copy Share Image
“Tears fled her eyes as she ran, and they slid into her ears, but she did not wipe them, no, she pressed… — S.C. Parris Copy Share Image
