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1 " She was interrupted by Sig’s growling. The coyote had strayed away from the snowmobiles, pressing his nose to the ground. His hackles had risen and his ears were perked forward. "
― Laura Bickle , Nine of Stars (Dark Alchemy #3)
2 " She’d arrived at the conclusion that, no matter how charmed she thought the lives of witches and wizards were from her childhood stories . . . everyone had problems. Dead, undead, human, wolf . . . didn’t matter. Everyone was fucked in their own special way. "
3 " Cellular signals and wires tracked people through ephemeral data and invisible networks in an ever-shrinking world. Was it still possible to disappear in this day and age? "
4 " He watched her, as she looked up at the sky, her hair curtaining her face. Orion glowed softly above. He remembered that was the title of her favorite poem. Orion. She wasn’t a sentimental sort, but she had moments of deep feeling. There was a curious kind of romance about her, not the florid descriptions of poetry. But some of the stripped-down simplicity of prose clung to her, some grace. She crossed back to the trailer entrance "
