"That's a poor match, Sean Kendrick," says a voice at my elbow. It's the other sister from Fathom & Sons, and she follows my gaze to Puck. "Neither of you are a housewife." I don't look away from Puck. "I think you assume too much, Dory Maud." "You leave nothing to assumption," Dory Maud says. "You swallow her with your eyes. I'm surprised there's any of her left for the rest of us to see."

You'll have to go commando." "Is there any other way?

But by blood, no wolf am I

Because I knew it wasn't for forever." Grace touched his hair and he bent his head to kiss her, quiet as a secret.

Don't give me that look. I'm not trying to find out who you are. I don't care who you are. I just want to know why it is you are the way you are.

Who need to read about real life when there's dragons. Come on!

If I were a tree, I would have no reason to love a human.