The Very Secret Society of Irregular Witches

by Sangu Mandanna

“We’ve talked about this,” said Jamie mildly. “Murder can’t be your first choice every time you don’t like something.”

I love talking to people who are just as excited about the thing I’m excited about.”

She hadn’t realised just how heavy her mask had been until she’d discovered what it was to live without it.

You deserve more than what you’re allowing yourself to have.”

For one moment they were suspended, like they were both bracing themselves for a cataclysmic shift in the ground beneath their feet,

“God, I could watch you coming apart all day.”