“Ten years ago, we’d woken in a field with no memories and only the ratty dresses on our backs. We hadn’t even known our own names. Since then, we’d made our way in the magical world, three FireSouls lying low… — Linsey Hall Copy Share Image
“I didn’t care if I was a FireSoul cliché—I wanted to roll around in it like Scrooge McDuck. But the books and lucky talismans… — Linsey Hall Copy Share Image
“Ten years ago, we’d woken in a field with no memories and only the ratty dresses on our backs. We hadn’t even known our… — Linsey Hall Copy Share Image
“It was always the bookish ones you had to be worried about. They knew shit.” — Linsey Hall Copy Share Image
“So killing a demon was pretty much guilt-free all around. Like low-fat yogurt. Except more murdery. And tastier, because that yogurt sucked. All the… — Linsey Hall Copy Share Image
“Because old guys have done it all and when they’re finished, they sit at the bar, knowing it all.” — Linsey Hall Copy Share Image
“Oh fates, what if I drowned? That’d be the most embarrassing way to die ever.” — Linsey Hall Copy Share Image
“Enchanted objects took up most of the space—everything from tiaras that would make a person beautiful to sleeping potions strong enough to rival the… — Linsey Hall Copy Share Image
“Some of my problems I solved with my sword. But many others, I solved with books. They might look unassuming, but there were worlds… — Linsey Hall Copy Share Image
