Gin! Gin, are you here?” “Right behind you,” I said. Finn shrieked and whirled around. I winced at the high-pitched sound. “Dammit, woman.” He clutched the folder to his chest. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?

Her touch was as soft as a snowflake falling onto my skin.

I might be an assassin, but never let it be said I wasn't as gracious a hostess as the next gal.

All I'm saying is that I understand if the novelty's worn off and you want to get off the carousel ride now before it kills you.

Hey, are you okay?”he asked “Nickamedes told me what happened with Preston. He and the others were worried about you. They’re out looking for you, along with Daphne, Carson, and Oliver.”I let out a bitter laugh.“I must have really freaked them out if Nickamedes was worried about me.

Rage filled me at her words - cold, black, unending rage. Whatever happened to me, Mab would not hurt my sister again. She would not.

Are you coming along peaceful-like, or am I going to have to hog-tie you and put you in the car?