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512 pages, Hardcover
First published February 23, 2016
“I am one of a damned kind”
“I am not most girls.”
“I am not most girls.”
“I am one of a damned kind”
“I am not most girls.”
“I am not most girls.”
“Lila is unlike most girls.”
“I am not most girls.”
“I am one of a damned kind”
“She bent most of the rules. She broke the rest.”
“Everyone’s immortal until they’re not.”
Delilah Bard had a way of finding trouble.
After all, you can kill people, but you cannot kill magic.
Not truly.
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There are four Londons, layered on top of each other, each existing without knowing of the other.
She bent most of the rules. She broke the rest.
“Oh yes, your relationship with Miss Bard is positively ordinary."But, instead of settling down, Lila Bard decided to sail off and become a pirate (yes, really).
"Be quiet."
"Crossing worlds, killing royals, saving cities. The marks of every good courtship.”
“I know where you sleep, Bard."Now that Kell has been expressly forbidden from any unnecessary travel between Londons and Lilah is who-knows-where - for the first time, Red London looks grey to him.
She smirked. "Then you know I sleep with knives.”
Everyone thinks I have a death wish, you know? But I don't want to die - dying is easy. No, I want to live, but getting close to death is the only way to feel alive.But what once began as a fun, innocuous romp is quickly twisting out of their control. Soon, the brothers learn that Black magic never dies...
Everyone’s immortal until they’re not.This book was so much fun!
"My witty banter is one of a kind."
"I've always been unique."
"I am one of a damned kind."
"What can I say, I've always been contrary."
"What am I? One of a kind."
"I am not most girls."
Delilah Bard. One of a kind.
She looked like the kind of girl who would point to something - or someone - and say, "I want one of those."
"I am your captain! You are my crew." The barb struck with unexpected force.
“You tried to seduce me, for information.”
“You can’t hold that against me forever.”
“It was last night.”
“I’m not going to die,” she said. “Not till I’ve seen it.”
“Seen what?”
Her smile widened. “Everything.”
“Everyone’s immortal until they’re not.”
“I am grateful for the life you’ve bought me, though I hate the cost.”
“Call me crazy, but I think we do the best living when the stakes are high.”
“Who knows? Maybe the world’s gone crooked.”
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“I am Delilah Bard,” she thought, as the ropes cut into her skin. “I am a thief and a pirate and a traveler. I have set foot in three different worlds, and lived. I have shed the blood of royals and held magic in my hands.”
“I do not know why you two are circling each other like stars. It is not my cosmic dance. But I do know that you come asking after one another, when only a few strides and a handful of stars divide you.”
Rhy held Kell’s pain in his hands, while Kell held Rhy’s life in his.
“Fix your crown, my prince,” he called back as he reached the door. “It’s crooked.”
“Magic is tangled, so you must be smooth.
Magic is wild, so you must be tame.
Magic is chaos, so you must be calm.
Are you calm, Kell?”
“I gave him my life, but you cannot ask me to stop living.”
They crashed into each other as if propelled by gravity, and he didn’t know which one of them was the object and which the earth, only that they were colliding.
"Delilah Bard had a way of finding trouble.
She'd always thought it was better than letting trouble find her, but floating in the ocean in a two-person skiff with no oars, no view of land, and no real resources save the ropes binding her wrists, she was beginning to reconsider."
"You could at least pretend to be grateful."
"And you couldn't have picked something a little more...I don't know...imposing?"
"...A bloody handprint?" retorted Rhy. "Oh, what about a glowing black eye?"
Kell glowered.
"You're right," continued Rhy, "I should have just drawn a frowning face. But then everyone would know it's you."
"Alucard had shaken his head, exasperated. "The accent of a royal and the sensibilities of a thief."
But Lila had only smiled. She'd said something very similar once, to Kell. Before she knew he was a royal. And a thief, for that matter."
"There was a new restlessness to his motions, a taut energy that mirrored Kell's. And yet, Rhy's was different. Manic. Dangerous. His moods were darker and their turn sharper, cutting the span of a second."
Dangerous.
Reckless.
Foolish.
Mad.
A chorus of doubt so loud her boots took a step back of their own accord.
In one of the other stadiums, the crowds cheered as an Arnesian emerged victorious.
Lila retreated another step.
And then she caught sight of the flag - her flag - in the stands, and her steps ground to a halt.
I am Delilah Bard, she thought. Pirate, thief, magician.
Her fingertips began to thrum.
I have crossed worlds and taken ships. Fought queens and saved cities.
Her bones shuddered and her blood raced.
I am one of a kind.
"What's wrong with black? It's the perfect color."
"For hiding. For blending into shadows. For storming castles. Not for balls. I let you go to the last one in black, and it has bothered me all winter."
"If that's true, you don't have enough things to worry about."
Calla tsked and turned toward the collection of dresses. Lila's gaze raked over them, and she cringed at a yolk-yellow skirt, a velvety purple sleeve. They looked like pieces of ripe fruit, like decadent desserts. Lila wanted to look powerful, not edible.