Love Makes You A Liar.

I Really Love Fantasy. I Have To Say It Is My Favourite Genre To Read And One Of The Genres I Love The Most To Write.

The Warlock's Gaze, On The Flames, Was Remote And Distant, As If He Were Looking Back Into The Past. Simon Couldn't Help But Remember What Magnus Had Said To Him Once, About Living Forever: Someday You And I Will Be The Only Two Left.

He Could Smell Her Morality, The Sweet Rot Of Corruption

It’s Like A Cotillion, This Partners Business, Except With Killing.” “so, Exactly Like A Cotillion,” Said Simon.

Waiting For A Special Occasion To Kill Me? Christmas Is Coming.