Restless Stars (Zodiac Academy, #9)

by Caroline Peckham

“Tell me, brother, how many stars did you have to fuck to be given another chance at life?” Orion asked. Darius turned to him with a smirk creeping across his face. “No stars, Lance. But your dad took it like a pro.”

“First rule of Cardinal Magic,” I murmured. “Do not be a fucking idiot.”

The fact that Highspell was bald with a bumpy, wart-bound head was the least of her ugliness, because right there in the centre of her face, instead of a nose, was a huge, veiny, flaccid cock. Balls and all, perched neatly beneath her eyes.

“The stars told me we’re Nebula Allies,” Darius said. “I’m your number one Nebula Ally, apparently. There was someone called Gabe who came in at like number three or something.”

“Some Dragons in our family line chose to covet their treasure even in death,” he’d spat. “The hordes of these Dragons have never been found. They stole their riches away and concealed them somewhere in this world, yet to be discovered, choosing to die while maintaining possession of their gold rather than letting it pass on in inheritance to the next generation.”

“Five stones may sit upon a throne, but none of them hold water. The greatest of them fails at flame, the weakest is its daughter. In air, two of them will excel, but the other may be your freedom, though linger too long on the earth and you may fail to see them.”

“What the fuck?” Seth breathed, but his words were drowned out by Darius’s deep growl. “That’s not my fucking wife.”

“Well, I love him. He’s got all the best qualities,” Seth decided. “Fluffy? Check. Deadly? Check. Cute in a murderous kind of way? Check. What’s not to like?”

“It was too damn easy to fall in love with you when I already loved everything about you, Cal,”

Gabriel Nox:

I saw this coming and could have stopped it #forthepubes #pubemeonce #revengeofthebush

“Once upon a time, I was a girl afraid to be burned by the world, now I’m a queen who rules the fire. I will win this war for you, Lance, and I swear to the stars I will meet you at the altar.”

“A pocket watch?” Caleb’s eyebrows arched. “It’s…shit, that Elemental craftsmanship is perfect, Seth. But where are the clock hands?” “It doesn’t have any,” I said. “So it can’t tell the time?” “It tells our time,” I said tightly, heat rising in my cheeks as I placed the watch in his palm and closed his fingers around it. “Our clock doesn’t tick, Caleb Altair. There’s no seconds, minutes or hours, it has no day or night. It just is. Forever.” I stepped closer to him, cupping his cheek and staring into those navy blue eyes which saw right through to my soul. “Whatever happens tomorrow, our time is always.”