Monthly Archives: June 2017
“No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald,
“The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.”
― Arthur Conan Doyle,
“′Classic′ – a book which people praise and don’t read.”
― Mark Twain
“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”
― Jane Austen,
“There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.”
—Bram Stroker, Dracula
The age-old tale of how the Fey watch the human race with unseen eyes and there all along, among the humans, is one of their own. Romance and intrigue can be found in all worlds.
When the broad shoulders and massive body of Kin emerged from the trees, my heart sped up. Not because he was gorgeous, he was, but because I didn’t decide till right then that maybe I’d chosen wrong. Just maybe he was the darkest villain in this pact and I was inviting danger to stay in my back pocket and live there too much. He used his looks, his strength, his charm, his status in every way possible to get what he wanted. And at the moment it wasn’t hard to see what or who his current target was.
“Grace!” he said slowly and as smooth as the wicked, jaded devil blue silk shirt he wore like the Kin of the past at prom and every dance held where I always refused him. My body jumped at hearing the sound of his voice pulling me from my panic of hysteria. Submitting to the present evil was warm and welcoming when I considered the greater evil who lurked back at the winter court.
“Kin.” My guard was up and at the ready like someone poked a needle in my back.
“Grace,” he repeated.
“He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights