2 Quotes by Lyndsey Hall

It felt like a trap. Constructed to lure people in and keep them from ever leaving. Like that poem about the goblin market they'd studied in English.Suddenly, she wished she hadn't eaten or drunk anything since setting foot in the Fair Realm.She had to get away.

Xander, tell me the truth." She tried to appeal to the boy she saw underneath. Not the crown prince, not the soldier, the boy who looked at her with such intensity it felt like a caress.Or a blow.