That is a list of the Territories that yielded to Ebon Askavi. They now stand within the shadow of the Keep. They are mine. Anyone who tries to settle in my Territory without my consent will be dealt with. Anyone… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Surreal realized Daemon’s madness was confined to emotions, to people, to that single tragedy he couldn’t face. It was as if Titian had never… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“They went to the tree. Daemon dismounted and leaned against the tree, staring in the direction of the house. The stallion jiggled the bit,… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Too much power. Too much. Even the Blood weren’t meant to wield this much power. Even Witch had never controlled this much power. This… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Are there weapons in a bookstore?' 'It's a store full of books, which are objects that can be thrown as well as read,' Monty… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
That is a list of the Territories that yielded to Ebon Askavi. They now stand within the shadow of the Keep. They are mine.… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“The lover is the father’s mirror. The brother stands between. The mirror spins, spins, spins. Blood. So much blood. He clings to the island… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Do any of them realize that Simon Wolfgard is falling in love with Meg Corbyn? Monty wondered. Does Wolfgard understand his own response to… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“I can do this,” [Daemon] crooned, slowly circling around her. “I can keep Dorothea and Hekatah off-balance enough to keep the others safe and… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Meg nodded. She didn’t understand the feeling, but she turned the words into a kind of image that she could recall later. “Anyway,” — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Because you’re going to help me train a seven-year-old Witch who’s got the raw power right now to turn us both into dust and… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“Saetan laughed, genuinely amused. “No, I wouldn’t think he would. He’s in his prime, virile, living, and well trained in seduction. That twelve-year-old body… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image