Morgan Rhodes

I believe with all my heart, that Magnus is a worthy and superior successor to your current king. Therefore, I ask today that you reject Gaius Damora as your leader and take Prince Magnus as your new king. He will right the wrongs that have overtaken Mytica. And he will make Gaius Damora pay for all he has destroyed.

If every mortal looks at others as their friends, not as their enemies, the world would be a much better place, wouldn't it?

...in life, a man only comes to a few crossroads that can shape his future for good or bad. Sometimes one recognized these crossroads, and could stop and think about the right decision. But other times, the choice could only be seen with the clarity that came afterward.

You must draw from that strength. You must increase it. And you must hold on to it because sometimes that small glimmer of inner strength is all that we have to help us press forward through the darkness.

She could think of no other reason for this boy to continue to visit her if not to use her in some way.

f you want something," Tomas had always said "you have to take it. Because nobody's ever going to give it to you. Remember that, little brother.

Some victories didn't taste as sweet as they should

I'm going to continue keeping an eye on him, Becca said. If he does anything shady, I'll report back. I swear I won't let anything bad happen to you if I can help it. He nodded as he collected the copper box and began to follow after Barnabas. The feeling is entirely mutual, Becca Hatcher.

Sometimes, to regain sanity, one had to acknowledge and embrace the madness.

What? Who are you marrying?__is jaw tightened.__rincess Cleiona Bellos.__ucia could not believe her ears. __his has been arranged.__agnus gave her a look.__h, not at all. Since helping to take her father's kingdom and destroy her life,I couldn__ help but fall madly in love with her. Yes,obviously it was arranged.

Our scars are like the rings in a tree trunk, showing its progress through life. How we heal and move forward through adversity . . . that is what makes the difference.

You're the same as you were yesterday and the day before. Nothing has changed. Not really. Forget what troubles you. Regret nothing, but learn from any mistakes you make. Tomorrow will be a brighter day, I promise.

Murderous thieves make their home here." She failed to keep the tremor from her voice. "Absolutely," Jonas replied."Dangerous animals too.""Without a doubt."She slanted a look toward him. "Perfect place for you."He repressed a snort. "Oh, such compliments, your highness. You're going to make me blush.

But before she could speak another word, he crushed his mouth against hers.It was so unexpected that she hadn't the chance to even think of pushing him away. His body pressed her firmly against the rough cave wall. His hands slid down to her waist to pull her closer to him.And just like that, with his proximity, with his kiss, he managed to fill her every sense. He was smoke from the campfire, he was leaves and moss and the night itself.There was nothing gentle in the rebel's kiss, nothing sweet or kind. It was like nothing she'd ever experience before, and so very dangerous__very bit as deadly as the kiss of an arrow.Finally, he pulled back just a little, his dark eyes glazed as if half drunk."Princess..." He cupped her face between his hands, his breath ragged.Her lips felt bruised. "I suppose that's how Paelsians show their anger and frustration?

The fire that hollows us out is what allows us to be filled with strength and power where before there was none.

But I want you to know," Cleo continued, "that there is hope. And that I am living proof of that hope. Because, even though I was forced into this marriage against my will, I have come to know Prince Magnus Lukas Damora very well these last months. And one thing I've learned is that Prince Magnus is nothing like his father. Prince Magnus is brave and compassionate, and he truly wants what's just and best for this kingdom. Kindness is what makes a good king who will put the needs and rights of his people before his own desires.

She was his princess. No. She was his goddess. With her golden skin and golden hair. She was his light. His life. His everything.He loved her more than anything else in this world.

I love you, Cleo," he said, the words finally coming to him, with no effort at all because of how true they were. "I love you so much it hurts."Her eyes widened. "What did you just say?"Magnus almost laughed. "I think you heard me right.