"Almost no one was paying for magical boarding school because of the magic. The magic was an interesting quirk, a historical curiosity, in a few cases a genuine passion being indulged by a loving parent—but you didn’t pay fifty thousand pounds a year for magic tricks, any more than you paid it for Shakespeare or... Continue Reading →

"There is no shame in wanting to be alone yet also wanting the comfort and the strength of your brethren."The Dungeon Anarchist's Cookbook by Matt Dinniman There is something so incredibly special about the Dungeon Crawler Carl books that you really can't explain or conceive of unless you've read the books. They are fun, snappy,... Continue Reading →

"The shadows moved. No matter how Kiamling turned, she was unable to see all of the monster clearly. It leapt from doorway to shaded alley, the darkness like a cold patch at the back of her neck. People tripped over their own feet to get away. Others cowered, frozen, covering their heads, their eyes in... Continue Reading →

"Maybe I was losing my mind. There was no telling how much time had passed since we'd parted from the fisherman, but clearly it was enough for me to start talking to shadows and attempting telepathy with ghosts. Some things were better left unsaid. I could be crazy in the comfort of my own head."-The... Continue Reading →

"Some people attract death. It loves them, twines around them like ivy, follows them around all their lives. Riley has suspected for some time that death is just a step or two behind her. So when the boy in green follows her down the street that summer day she wonders - if only for a... Continue Reading →