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“A strange creature stands in front of her. About three feet tall with large pointy ears and yellow eyes, it looks up at her with shrewdness. It wears a wool cap and has a long white beard that passes its pudgy belly. The beard is filled with braids, beads, and a pocket watch. She gasps, “Is that an elf?” The creature draws itself up to its full height. “An elf! You call me an elf? I am no elf, little girl! I am no faery slave! I am a goblin! Finiki the Goblin!” It turns to the copper-haired man with a scowl. “Did you hear that, Tristan? An elf! Your girl called me an elf!” Tristan runs a hand through his hair. “Leave her be, Finiki. Why don’t you go and check on Foresto – “ “The ogre?” Brie asks. He hesitates before looking down at her with slightly widened eyes, seeming surprised she knew who he was speaking of. “The ogre,” he finally confirms, then adds, “You’re a fast learner.” Trying to be subtle as to not turn his short temper onto her, she tilts her head towards the stout creature that stands in front of them. “You people have a goblin. An ogre isn’t that far-fetched.”

“There is the scent too. Wonder follows it; wonder about how a boy can smell like that when he probably has no idea. He smells like the woods in the winter or the rain when it first falls, or maybe it’s just the way he always smells and there is no way to define it.”

“His lips were sweet. Like rich honeyed-wine. Like the tang of wild berries. Like nothing I'd ever tasted before. His mouth was gentle but persistent, coaxing my lips apart as his tongue swept inside me, tasting, exploring. I moaned against his lips. My body was on fire. I gripped his shoulders as we kissed and felt his hands move to my hips, encircling my waist and pulling me closer against him until there was no space between us left. The heat of his body against mine was a tantalizing lure. The kiss promised endless possibilities that made me dizzy to envision. I wanted to fall to the forest floor and pull him down with me.”

“No one is ever 'ready' to go on the adventure of a lifetime," Acatar replies sagely. "The only things you need to prepare for are the emotions you're bound to face. During this journey, you'll be scared out of your robe, tired as a worn-out horse, and angry as a charging rhinoceros. But if you can prepare for those, you can face any problem head-on." There's a slight pause, and then she adds, "Whoa. Did I just say that?”

“You’ve got to learn how to kiss like that,” she said. “What teeth!” She’d meant to say technique, but “teeth” was an equally good choice of word. “And you are an excellent judge of kissing, are you?” he said, glancing at her, his voice flat. “A better judge than you,” said Katyani.”

“Levantó mi mano, la abrió y apoyó sus labios contra ella, y esa sensación me atravesó y me conectó a la realidad. Luego sus labios encontraron los míos en la oscuridad, suaves y cálidos, y encajaron perfectamente. "Qnd eldr. - susurré el grito de batalla contra sus labios. Respira fuego Sonrió. Luego puso su mano detrás de mi cabeza y besó mi mejilla. "Qnd eldr.”

“Reader, if you are who I think you are, you love a girl. A doomed girl. And you desire, more than life itself, to change her fate. How do I know this? Because, Reader, I felt her last breath. I drew it into my lungs and held it there, knowing she would breathe again. For you. And I’ve seen how you will lose her if you cannot outsmart our unseen opponent. So read on, for time is but a trick, and little remains.”

“The demon is crouched in the corner, between the Cheetos and the onion dip. It’s a small one, only about four feet tall: a low-level creeper. I flick my gaze over the spot like I don’t see it and open the cooler door to get a Coke.”

“How about a little teaser from CROWN OF ICE? Thyra Winther, the current Snow Queen speaks about her "home": At night the palace’s crystal halls are tinged sapphire. One of the first bits of magic that Voss taught me was to set the carved walls alight so that I’m not forced to walk the halls in darkness. I conjure a cold light that glows within the thick walls without melting the ice. I mastered this trick quickly once I knew what those shadows held. If I leave an area in darkness, they come—the girls who reigned as Snow Queen before me. “I must find it.” Their hollow words wind about me like a shroud. “The last piece. I must place it. Give it to me.”