“The bathroom door swings open and Nate walks out. He’s toweling his damp hair and wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. Crap. I should have left this for a more appropriately clothed time of day.” — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
“Seelie Court,” murmurs Nate. “Sounds familiar. Was it in a computer game?” “Do I look like someone who plays computer games?” A grin stretches… — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
“Creepy Hollow?” He snorts. “Like Sleepy Hollow ?” “No, like Creepy Hollow. It has nothing to do with sleeping.” — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
“I put my hands on my hips. “What’s wrong with the way I look?” “Come on, Vi,” he says, keeping his voice low. “You just need to add your boots and you’re like the forest version of Lara Croft.” “Excuse me? Lara who?” “I mean, it’s really sexy and everything.” He pulls me closer and slips his arms around my… — Rachel Morgan Copy Share
“A bird is safe when it’s closed in a cage, but it isn’t living . It isn’t flying . You have beautiful wings desperate… — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
“You guys dated, didn’t you?” “Are you insane? Not even if the continuation of our kind depended on it would I be tempted to… — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
“I love the fact that I've known you all my life. It feels just right when you're beside me. It feels like I've been… — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
“My pitch is off here and there, and my vibrato isn’t quite what it used to be, but I’m lost in a land of… — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
“It’s hard to say no to Nate, even when he’s wearing a shirt. I should have made him cover his face too.” — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
“Are you serious? Vi’s arm has been magically barbequed and you think she needs a cupcake ?” — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
