Kingdom of the Wicked (Kingdom of the Wicked, #1)
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Read between November 21 - November 21, 2021
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horn-shaped amulet around my neck.
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luccicare I could see shimmering around humans while holding my amulet, and I hoped she never would.
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Malvagi
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Le arti oscure
Tori
The dark arts
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Sea & Vine, the di Carlo family trattoria, was known across Sicily for our sinfully delicious food.
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It was my favorite kind of symphony—one that allowed me to focus entirely on the joy of creation.
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Cooking was magic and music combined.
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I began weaving orange blossoms and plumeria in my hair to set my twin and I apart.
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Of all things, I was thinking about olive oil.
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Daughters of the Moon.
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It was strange that we were called evil when humans were the ones who enjoyed watching us burn.
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From the comfort of our home kitchen, Vittoria gathered blood oranges, limoncello, red wine, and a bottle of prosecco. I watched from the island as she methodically added everything to a pitcher. A cup of this, a splash of that, a few sugared peels—potions and perfumes were where her magic shined brightest, and it often translated to drinks. It was one of the few times she was entirely serious, and I loved watching her get lost in pure happiness.
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“I was summoning the devil. An ancient book whispered its secrets to me, and I’ve decided to take him as my husband. I’d invite you to the wedding, but I’m pretty sure the ceremony takes place in Hell.”
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“Did you see the sky this morning? It was as red as the devil’s
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blood. Tonight is not a night to be out.
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Capuchin Monastery
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Not due to its architecture, but because of the catacombs located within its holy walls.
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I hugged my arms to my chest and walked briskly down a darkened corridor lined with mummies. They’d been posed in standing positions, dressed in garments of their choosing, their clothing dating back hundreds of years.
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picking shells for Moon Blessings,
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He was like a serpent, laying in a patch of sun.
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He wore a suit befitting his royal station, hands casually tucked into his pockets. A black crown with ruby-tipped thorns sat upon his head. If turned upside down, it would appear to be dripping blood. His clothing was layered charcoal and obsidian with gold stitching. Silk and velvet. If I didn’t look too closely, he appeared more angel than dark prince.