You’re lucky I’m drawn to things that are sick and weird. Makes it so I can actually still like you.

Everyone knew you shouldn’t go biting into fruit offered to you by magical creatures in the woods, even if you’d thought until just five minutes ago that such stories were, you know, only stories.

Hermes, we love you,” Hades said, “but you rarely do as you’re told, and you always do as you wish, and I haven’t the slightest idea what you’d do with an immortality fruit, but I’m sure it would be both creative and disastrous.

For the first month of Ricardo and Felicity’s affair, they greeted one another at every stolen rendezvous with a kiss – a lengthy, ravenous kiss, Ricardo lapping and sucking at Felicity’s mouth as if she were a giant cage-mounted water bottle and he were the world’s thirstiest gerbil.

She just kept staring at her," she lamented. "Like I wasn't even there."..."The trouble with lesbian love triangles is you can't tell which 'she' and which 'her' we're talking about.

Do I want to know why you're so informed about spyware?" she asked.Nikolaos gave her a charming, dazzling smile. "No, my dear. You do not.

I cried out to the fae to appear for me. It was my ill fortune that it was a goblin who answered.

Tell me again how you're not stalking me?

Everything about him was turning out to be so much more accessible than she had thought. Spark by spark, the fire of the lofty star was going out, revealing a warm and completely lovable earthling under its glare.

A faery’s home, usually shared with others, was often called a haunt, though grander ones might be called a court. There were other fae whose homes were fortresses, caves, dens, or lairs.You didn’t want to go home with anyone who lived in a lair.