And I've found that since you can't electrify yourself like a fence, the next best thing is to have murderer's eyes.
Life doesn’t need magic to be magical. (But a little bit sure doesn’t hurt.)
Anyway, since when are you shy? Just talk to him already!' ' 'And say what? Nice fiddling, handsome man?' 'Absolutely.
It didn't escape Karou's notice that he found subtle ways of touching her.
Mercy, she had discovered, made mad alchemy: a drop of it could dilute a lake of hate.
It was one of those dreams that invade the space between seconds, proving sleep has its own physics- where time shrinks and swells, lifetimes unspool in a blink, and cities burn to ash in a mere flutter of lashes.