Jason settled back on the bench. 'I hate to break this to you, but as a rule, wizards are nasty people. They're powerful, capricious, ruthless, egotistical, used to getting their own way. That's being kind.

For Hanalea the Warrior!

You look like a boy who has eaten the fruit of the tree of knowledge and doesn't like the taste.

It was one of the warm nights at the end of summer that makes promises that won't be kept.

Haven't you heard about me?" he said, with a tight smile. "I'm really a very dangerous person." And he did look dangerous until he said, "Look, could you watch Dog for me while I'm gone? I can't take him where I'm going.

She had never felt more alive than when she lay dying in Han Alister's arms.

Falling in love was like falling off a cliff. It felt pretty much like flying until you hit the ground.