Lindsey Rojem

“She came to us as any apocalypse does: slowly at first, and then all at once.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Knight and the Butcherbird

“Bel,” she said helplessly, around the fire in her throat. “Queen of ducks and angels. You shall have poems written to you with a quill on fire. You shall have songs sung to you by enchanted harps. Whole branches of grammar will be invented only to praise you.” “Ysabel Hawthorn,” she said, and she could not keep the heat from her voice, “demand better than to be worshipped by a crumb.”
― Amal El-Mohtar, The River Has Roots

“They lived happily ever after, until they didn't, because nothing does.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Knight and the Butcherbird

“Well, she is my Devil now.”
And you found you did not mind being a devil, so long as you were his.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Six Deaths of the Saint