Legendary

by Stephanie Garber

‘What have I always told you about the future?’ ‘Every person has the power to write her own,’ Tella said.

Happiness made Scarlett even prettier.

For it was also said the Prince of Hearts was not capable of love because his heart had stopped beating long ago.

They touched nothing except each other.

While Scarlett pressed her lips to Julian’s, his arms wrapped around her as if he’d found the one thing he never wanted to let go of.

This was why love was so dangerous. Love turned the world into a garden, so beguiling it was easy to forget that rose petals were as ephemeral as feelings, eventually they wou...

someone who ruled as long as Elantine didn’t do so with thoughtless abandon.

People tossed around the word sorry far too easily, as if it were worth even less than the promise of a copper.

she was convinced that even when he wasn’t acting, Armando was as vile as the roles he played.

Dante gave her a smile so dissolute and devastating, Tella swore it made the bridge a little weak.

Tella could not let herself be swept away by it.

If he was capable of sympathy, it didn’t show.

He wasn’t tasting her, he was devouring her, as if he’d just found something he’d thought he had lost.

She waited. Waited for Jacks to tell her she was wrong. Waited for his assurance that his kiss would not kill her. Waited for him to tell her she should know better than to put too much faith in old stories.

though not a trace of sadness touched his eyes. He probably wasn’t capable of it, just as he was said to be incapable of love.

Oh, how Tella wished she was his weakness. She’d have loved to destroy him.

Scarlett was Tella’s person – the one someone in the world whom Tella could always count on.

Tella might not have believed in falling in love, but she had literally bet her life that Scarlett loved her.

Tella would destroy the world before she allowed anything to h...

It wasn’t enough that he’d cursed her to unrequited love; he really was killing her.

Tella didn’t know if older sisters were always connected to their younger siblings this way, or if it was something special between the two of them. Tella would never admit it to Scarlett, but knowing her sister could track her down regardless of the obstacles was one of the few things that truly made Tella feel safe, though it wasn’t always convenient or comfortable.

Gold shimmered no matter what, but few people could make darkness glitter the way he did.

He twisted the hair around his finger in the same way she imagined he wanted to wrap her around his finger.

As if she would ever let him.

No one wants to be the only one who doesn’t know a secret.

Fate had already decided no one she loved would ever love her back.

‘I didn’t think you wanted to see me again.’ ‘I always want to see you,’ Scarlett said. ‘That’s why this hurts so badly.’

How had Scarlett kept this a secret? Because Tella had never asked.

Tella was the sister who would destroy the world if anything happened to Scarlett, but Scarlett’s world would be destroyed if anything happened to Tella.

Tella would have traded a year of her life for another hour of sleep.

‘I didn’t know seduction was a crime,’ Tella murmured. ‘Depends on who you’re trying to seduce.’

‘Caraval is a world built of make-believe, and sometimes it’s difficult for those of us who always live inside it to feel as if anything is real. Most of us won’t admit it, but we all crave the real.’

Our memories weigh us down more than we realize.’

Cursed. Cursed. Cursed.

Unfortunately Tella wasn’t the sort of girl people saved – she was the one they left behind.

All she wanted was for it to stop. For everything to stop.

‘I’ve never wanted to be someone else until that moment I saw him kiss you on the dance floor.’

Together we’ll fix all of this.’

‘You’re the most beautiful liar I’ve ever seen.’

But it was suddenly so much warmer in here, and hadn’t she wanted to know what it would feel like to fall asleep wrapped inside his arms?

‘Good girl.’

I like power, but no human or immortal should have that much of it.

Just the thought unbalanced her.

Tella tried not to feel anything at his words.

It was disturbing how good he was at this charade.

And, oh glory, he was shirtless. So very shirtless.

All white teeth and flawless lips as if he were one the stars worshipped inside the Temple.

It was a poor excuse and they both knew it.

‘Think whatever you want, but if you honestly believe that’s the only reason I’m here right now with my hands all over you, you’re not nearly as clever as I thought.’

Tella wanted to know what it would be like to lose herself in someone like Dante and trust that he would find her.