Leslie had learned two valuable things about the fae that day. They were powerful and charming -- and they ate children and puppies.
Patricia BriggsMoonlight streamed in, sending loving beams over his face. He closed his eyes and basked in it, and I could tell it was calling to him, even though the moon was not full. She didn't speak to me, but Samuel had once described her song to me in the words of a poet. The expression of bliss on his face while he listened to her music made him beautiful.
Patricia Briggs