West of Wicked by Nikki St. Crowe

"I arrived at the Kansas farmhouse in a summer storm. They say the wind was so violent, it made her hair go sideways. I don't know who she was, only that I clung to her, sobbing."-West of Wicked I picked up another romantasy this week, West of Wicked, since The Shadows That Listen hadn't fully... Continue Reading →

The Tinder Box by M.R. Carey

"The fallen devil lay exactly where he had been. Mag stared again at that grey face with anguish stamped on its every feature. It came to him to wonder then whether the devil had been dead even before his cataclysmic fall. Why should one topple, after all, if he were strong and hale? Belike he... Continue Reading →

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