The entire room was so yellow that it looked like the sun had thrown up on the walls and wiped its mouth afterward on the dresser and curtains. ---Cole

They were always walking away from him. But he never seemed able to walk away from them.

Grace, who haunted my thoughts when I couldn’t dream

I thought you said scrying was a bad idea.” “It's like vodka,” Calla said. “It really depends on who's doing it.

Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his.

Could others hold him?" His face remains the same. "There are no others. You're the only one." I swallow. "I can hold him.

I'd learned a long time ago that one of the finest weapons in my arsenal was my ability to invade personal space