The Glass Magician (The Paper Magician, #2)

by Charlie N. Holmberg

The rest of her words were cut off when Emery threw his arms around her and embraced her, sending her top hat—and her stomach—tumbling to the ground.

If any topic made Emery uncomfortable, it was his ex-wife.

“One can never be too irrational. Don’t be too long. There is plenty of homework to do!”

And, for the third time that week, she did an excellent job of staying calm. By the time she finished her textbook, only two tears stained its pages.

You’re not immortal. Do you have any idea what it does to me when you put yourself in danger? And so willingly, no less!”

You’re a candle that won’t be snuffed, and now the darkest parts of this world can see you. And they don’t tolerate the light.”

“If you’re going to get yourself killed, you could at least kiss me first!”

And her food. Good heavens, everything that woman touched turned to gold in his mouth.