“Is that why you've been pushing me away? Because of how you look? [...] I waited for you my whole life. Yearned for you my whole life. After Tersa told me you were coming, I spent seven hundred years searching… — 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 died, as if Surreal hadn’t spent three years whoring in back alleys before Daemon found her again and arranged for a proper education in a Red Moon house. He thought she was still a child, and… — Anne Bishop Copy Share
“They went to the tree. Daemon dismounted and leaned against the tree, staring in the direction of the house. The stallion jiggled the bit, reminding him he wasn’t alone. “I wanted to say good-bye,” Daemon said quietly. For the first time, he truly saw the intelligence—and loneliness—in the horse’s eyes. After that, he couldn’t keep his voice from breaking as… — Anne Bishop Copy Share
“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