A story isn't a charcoal sketch, where every stroke lies on the surface to be seen. It's an oil painting, filled with layers that the author must uncover so carefully to show its beauty.
We come from different worlds, I said, but each has so much to teach the other. There will be moments of dissonance, when people struggle to understand each other’s ways, but once we get past our misc...
Love is the strongest emotion any creature can feel except for hate, but hate can't hurt you. Love, and trust, and friendship, and all the other emotions humans value so much, are the only emotions th...
I have an excuse to be up at this mad hour. Irene yawned as we located her in Salem’s nursery. Why are you looking so bright-eyed?As she spoke, she rocked Salem in her arms. The babe kept shifting fro...
I don’t think we can deal with this immediately. I looked at Danica as I spoke, searching her expression for agreement or argument. Valene, the dancers have already welcomed Danica and our child. If t...
I don’t know much about your kind, but I know that a snake’s egg will grow too quickly and die if they’re too hot. Your palace doctor has confirmed that your young are the same way. That being so, ima...
White pill, blue pill, yellow pill, purple pill; its like swallowing a rainbow every bedtime.
The avian court follows the Tuuli Thea. They would be hesitant to bring their families so close to the serpiente, at least at first, but hopefully future generations won’t be as frightened. And if we...
Life is nothing without a little chaos to make it interesting.
It is a cruel thing to do, to cage such a beautiful, passionate animal as if it was only a dumb beast, but humans do so all too often. They even cage themselves, though their bars are made of society,...
Cold as winter, strong as stone; She faced the darkness all alone. A silver goddess; a reflection. A mirage; a recollection. No return; no turning back. The past is gone, the future, black. Serpents g...
You have no sense of what war is like. You have no idea what it means to see those you love fall. You cannot possibly understand what it is to fight for what you believe, and how sometimes you have to...
Those who cannot be aggressive are hunted down while they shiver and hide because the night is dark.
They say the first of my kind was Alasdair, a human raised by hawks. She learned the languages of birds and was gifted with their form.
Now she was a killer, a mercenary. And that was all.
I fought; I fought for the immortal soul the preachers had taught me to believe in. I do not know whether I ever believed in it—I had never seen God, and He had never spoken to me—but I fought for it...
Feel the beat. It is the wind, A’isha directed. Fly with it.The soft beat of a drum, paired with the lilting melody of a flute, filled the room as Danica stepped onto the dais at the back of the nest....
Anhamirak, abandon and freedom.
Amazing how far we had come. A few days ago, I had been surprised to see Rei and Valene accepted as dancers in the nest; now anyone who wanted a part in this project was welcome. We had achieved half...
You speak of giving up my dreams. Have you ever, since Maeve's coven split, had a dream? Have you ever had anything worth dying for?