What we seek is the key to the universe. You didn’t expect it to be easy, did you?

I really hate you.”It was loud and clear in his brain. “Your first words. How sweet.” “Get out of my head. You’re not invited.””This is how Changelings communicate as wolves. Get used to it.” He...

I don’t like this. I don’t like this. I don’t like this.

You can be a real jerk sometimes, but you’re decent.” As epitaphs went, it wasn’t bad.

Part of her wanted to comfort him, to tell him everything was going to be okay. But the rest of her just wanted to throw him to the ground and rip those jeans off him....

I don’t do magic. I turn your attention back to Friday night and the big-ass sword I was carrying. My job is to run and swing.

I realized that the whole time I was holding this beautiful stranger in my arms, feeding on her, it felt like I was betraying Sofia.

This woman was consuming him, bit by bit. She was becoming the reason and the reward of his existence, and if he did not shield himself, everything he did not have to give would belong...

Time is tick, tick, ticking away. How many souls will I capture today? Will they be a challenge or will they be given? Only time will tell as the clock keeps tick, tick, ticking. Your...

Fantastic. I always like my days better with a touch of insanity,” Gabriella quipped.

He who writes is the martyr, seen through the eyes of the unsuspecting doll.

And who is your master?”No answer came.Andrew’s insatiable rage rose up and swallowed his grief like a yawning ocean mouth, the darkest depths surging to the surface to form a mighty tidal wave. He closed...

Who would believe me anyway?” she whispered.

This is the only way.

I always wanted to say that line. Except I’m not kidding.

Yes, I bloody well did see that enormous, scaly, fire-breathing dragon.

Shit. Shit. Shit. He’d known he couldn’t save her. He’d known he was too far away. Knowing didn’t prevent the bare-knuckled punch to his heart, though.

Are you having a seizure or something?” she jested, displaying a rare vein of humor.Egnatious sent her a queasy glare.

Travis ignored her protests as he pulled his cell phone from his pocket, thankful anew for that little Changeling quirk that allowed him to retain his clothes and everything that was within his aura each...

Just a flesh wound.

I’m no werewolf, and I’m tired of hearing the word. I’m a Changeling, okay? And either you trust me or we call it quits right here.” It was Travis’s turn to fold his arms, as...