Laura

“I sprinted, the spears hammering at my shield. Erra would’ve loved this so much. I could almost hear her in my head. You run like a toddler. Slow and clumsy.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Claims

“Curran stood up. He raised the heart up, showing it to everyone, walked over to me, and dropped it at my feet. Umm. What was I supposed to do with it? His eyes were pure gold, still mad with bloodlust. I stabbed the heart with Sarrat. It seemed like the thing to do. Curran turned away from me and roared.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Claims

“It was majestic and beautiful, as if the forest had sent a herald to greet us. “An Irish elk,” Keelan whispered. More like the stag-moose, Cervalces scotti, which was native to North America according to Conlan’s book, but I didn’t want to ruin Keelan’s moment. “Damn, that’s a lot of meat,” Jynx breathed behind us. And the bouda had done it for me. Keelan glared at her. “Shut it.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Claims

“You know I’m not the child you lost, right?” Kira finally said. Rather than take offense, Odelia smiled and dipped her chin. “I do, and so do the others. That’s not what this is about. Not entirely.” Kira folded her arms and leaned against the doorframe. “Then what?” Odelia was quiet for several seconds as she considered. Her expression was serene and kind when she said, “You’re not our child, but if you were, we’d hope someone would do the same for them.” Kira had nothing to say to that.”
― T.A. White, Age of Deception