She’s an old lady, Barron says. And she’s been locked up for years. Let her have some fun. She needs to blow off steam. Seduce old dudes. Lose money at canasta.
Stories like that were will-o'-the-wisps, glowing in the deepest, darkest parts of forests, leading travelers farther and farther from safety, out toward an ever-moving mark.
That was the problem with monsters. Sometimes they looked just like everybody else.
That’s what comes of hungering for something: You forget to check if it’s rotten before you gobble it down.
There is nothing for her beyond those gates, Gavriel said. Do you think to bring her along like a talisman to remind you of your humanity? Or do you think sharing your damnation will lighten the burde...
They say that nameless things change constantly—that names fix them in place like pins.
They were just buying time in scrapes and tatters.
We all want stupid things. That doesn't mean we should have them.
We make art. We do not feel the need to cut things apart to see what they're made of.
Well fine, then. I could send you out to win my favor. Possibly on a quest involving bringing a large mug of coffee and a doughnut. Or the wholesale slaughter of all my enemies. I haven't decided whic...
You okay? Anton asks, looking at me like he's trying to figure out if I'm drunk. His plans depend on me. I look as blank as possible and hope that it freaks him out. No point in my being the only mise...
You remind me that I am a mere mortal and you are a prince of Faerie. Well, let me remind you that means you have much to lose and I have nothing.
You sure you want to cross me?In that moment she's her father's daughter.
You're as cowardly as a g------ weasel. You know that? A . That's what you are.You don't know me, I say, spitting blood onto the dirt. I can't help it. I start to laugh. And you obviously don't know m...
You’re awful. He said it as though he was delighted. And the worst part is that you believe otherwise.
A girl like that, Grandad said, perfumes herself with ozone and metal filings. She wears trouble like a crown. If she ever falls in love, she'll fall like a comet, burning the sky as she goes.
A man may daydream of how he would spend a million dollars, but playing the same game with a billion dollars sours the fantasy. There are too many possibilities. The house he once wished for with all...
After all, I’m already a murderer. No one really expects a murderer to stop killing.
And Barron is probably right—we should give this up. Not for the reason he’s saying but for the one that’s implied. The one about it not being okay to lurk around outside buildings, spying on girls yo...
And if I wanted to kill myself, I wouldn't throw myself off a roof. And if I was going to throw myself off a roof, I would put on some pants before I did it.
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