What's so dangerous about my arms?' he murmured.'For me, everything.

Nothing about him was soft. His chest felt like a block of marble and yet she could have closed her eyes, curled up against him, and gone to sleep forever.

There were shipwrecks more graceful than Tella.

Every story needs a villain, but the best villains are the ones you secretly like.

Julian had a voice meant for casting spells. But tonight he'd have broken them instead. He sounded like salt without the sea. Rough, alone, and lost.