Both Averill and Bayar were like actors speaking lines for their audience and not to each other.

They were like two pieces of a failed star, drawn together by a shared history and a memory of illicit kisses.

More and more, there were no revelations, but simply the uncovering of truths long known but dimly remembered. Everything had been written long ago. There was nothing truly new in the world, but only the slow, circular march of time that revealed the old things once again.

The answer is no, I would rather marry the Demon King himself than marry you. I suggest you look elsewhere for a bride. And heaven help the one you choose.

I'd rather have a go at life, so there's something to talk about once we're gone.

My tagline is ‘Less sex, more romance, lower body count.’

The human mind had a remarkable ability both to discount what it sees and make reality conform to expectation.