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  • #1
    Shantel Tessier
    “I vow.
    You vow.
    We vow.”
    Shantel Tessier, The Ritual

  • #2
    Stephanie Garber
    “She tried to pull away, but Jacks held tight, knotting her hair in his fist and keeping his forehead pressed to hers. "Please, Little Fox, remember.”
    Stephanie Garber, A Curse for True Love

  • #3
    Stephanie Garber
    “She was the moth and Jacks was still the flame.”
    Stephanie Garber, A Curse for True Love

  • #4
    Stephanie Garber
    “It hurts, Jacks.”
    “I know, love. I’m going to take you somewhere safe.”
    Stephanie Garber, The Ballad of Never After

  • #5
    Stephanie Garber
    “Where were you?” she asked.
    “I was killing innocent maidens and kicking puppies.”
    “Jacks, that’s not funny.”
    Stephanie Garber, The Ballad of Never After

  • #6
    Stephanie Garber
    “The girl was dead. If her lifeless body had not confirmed it, then it would have been made clear by the horrible scream of the Fate who held her in his arms. The story curse was familiar with pain, but this was agony, the sort of raw grief that was only seen once in a century. The Fate was every tear that anyone had ever shed for lost love. He was pain given form.”
    Stephanie Garber, The Ballad of Never After

  • #7
    Stephanie Garber
    “It smelled of him; of apples and magic and cold,moonlit nights.”
    Stephanie Garber, The Ballad of Never After

  • #8
    Stephanie Garber
    “If you think I'm jealous because someone else got to stab you, then you're right.”
    Stephanie Garber, Once Upon a Broken Heart

  • #9
    Stephanie Garber
    “He held on to her as if she were a grudge, his body rigid ad tense, as if he really didn't want her there, and yet his arms were tight around her waist as though he had no intention of ever letting her go.”
    Stephanie Garber, Once Upon a Broken Heart

  • #10
    Stephanie Garber
    “He was still indescribably breathtaking, but it was all the tragic beauty of a sky where every single star was falling. His hair was a storm of broken gold. His eyes were a mess of silver and blue.”
    Stephanie Garber, Once Upon a Broken Heart



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