Denise

“Your magic knew exactly who you were. That’s why your spell was a shield, not a sword.”
― Sangu Mandanna, A Witch's Guide to Magical Innkeeping

“I’ll go anywhere with you, Collins,” I said. “To the ends of the earth and back again if you asked me to.”
― Lyla Sage, Soul Searching

“He looks at her then, her Christ, with his wounded eyes, and she sees what she had not seen before. He is in love. He is in love with her, he is in love with the sparrow and the river, he is in love with the root and trunk and flower of it all, the entire creation, and his fear and his love are inseparable. He has love even for the fear, and it is through the vulnerable door, the portal of fear, the spear in his side that will come tomorrow, that Aleys glimpses, for a fleeting moment, the unutterable vastness of her beloved.”
― Janet Rich Edwards, Canticle: A Novel

“Bury my bones in the midnight soil, plant them shallow and water them deep, and in my place will grow a feral rose, soft red petals hiding sharp white teeth.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil