“I nod and wave to my enemies like Miss America, pausing to blow kisses at the worst of them as I work… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“That’s what I get for playing with fire,” he grumbles, rubbing his head. It can’t hurt too badly – his head is… — Eliza Crewe Armand Copy Share Image
“Some might call me a “tease”, but don’t believe it. “Tease” implies that I owe him something, that I should feel guilty.… — Eliza Crewe Meda Copy Share Image
“I hear Jo in my head trying to douse the fire in my heart. “Be good, Meda.” Good, good, good, good, good.… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“I remember jeering when Chi announced to Jo, in the midst of demon-fighting hell, that he’d loved her all his life. But… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
