Nikki

“There were gods here, once. Maybe we ate them.”
― Isabel Cañas, The Possession of Alba Díaz

“I miss a life in books the way you miss an old lover. You can’t go back, but the nostalgia is a kind of ache.”
― Helen Whybrow, The Salt Stones: Seasons of a Shepherd's Life

“Just his luck that the sensation of dancing with her had branded itself on his daydreams. She was like a palmful of mercury: achingly lustrous in light or gloom, slipping cool through his fingers. Gone before he could catch his fist closed.”
― Isabel Cañas, The Possession of Alba Díaz

“The name doesn’t matter. You know me. I have no silks or gold, but I’d promise to eat your enemy’s heart and tear their lungs out with my claws in exchange for your kiss, dear Judith, which is more than a prince could say.”
― Silvia Moreno-Garcia, The Lover