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Shadow Hand
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Anne Elisabeth Stengl677 ratings, 4.31 average rating, 115 reviews
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“She was the sort of person from whom one would expect to receive warm cookies, not plots.”
― Shadow Hand
― Shadow Hand
“The heart is a peculiar thing. It sees and interprets details long before the brain has started to think there might be something worth noticing. The brain resents this skill, however, and will often spitefully do all it can to repress what the heart might be whispering.”
― Shadow Hand
― Shadow Hand
“My love," she said, "I could never betray you. You betray yourself, but I will only ever bring you back.”
― Shadow Hand
― Shadow Hand
“Foxbrush sneezed again.
He couldn't help himself. It's not something a fellow likes to do when a stunningly beautiful woman is leaning toward him with an expression on her face like Nidawi's wore. But sneezes are not prey to the wants or wishes of those inflicted with them. He sneezed so violently that he nearly knocked his forehead against Nidawi's exquisite little chin. She leapt back lightly, frowning at first, then shaking the frown into a rain of laughter.”
― Shadow Hand
He couldn't help himself. It's not something a fellow likes to do when a stunningly beautiful woman is leaning toward him with an expression on her face like Nidawi's wore. But sneezes are not prey to the wants or wishes of those inflicted with them. He sneezed so violently that he nearly knocked his forehead against Nidawi's exquisite little chin. She leapt back lightly, frowning at first, then shaking the frown into a rain of laughter.”
― Shadow Hand
“He'd kissed her cheek. What a crazed, foolish act! How dare he even look upon her face, much less offer such a salute under any guise?
But then, he might never see her again. And if his last memory of his dearest friend--dearest and best loved--must be of a stolen kiss, so be it. When he died again, whether by starvation, noose, or blade, hers would be the last face before his vision, the last thought within his heart.”
― Shadow Hand
But then, he might never see her again. And if his last memory of his dearest friend--dearest and best loved--must be of a stolen kiss, so be it. When he died again, whether by starvation, noose, or blade, hers would be the last face before his vision, the last thought within his heart.”
― Shadow Hand
“His mind's eye opened and peered down into Rose Red's face. She, his most faithful friend, his truest companion. She, whom he had betrayed.
He could not decide, here in his memory, which face he saw. Was it the bizarre ugly face of the goblin girl he had known as a child? Was it the face of the queen who now sat on a throne in a distant Faerie realm? It didn't matter. She was Rose Red; that's all he knew or needed.”
― Shadow Hand
He could not decide, here in his memory, which face he saw. Was it the bizarre ugly face of the goblin girl he had known as a child? Was it the face of the queen who now sat on a throne in a distant Faerie realm? It didn't matter. She was Rose Red; that's all he knew or needed.”
― Shadow Hand
