“I am the Merlin, bane of the Vale, terror of the four lands. I am chaos and shadows, the last of my people.”

“The sea was my first home...Now that I had nowhere else to go, this was the last place I felt safe.”

“Water matted his black hair into spikes and peppered his skin with a fresh sheen. If I shut my eyes I could still see the one who bound me, his smile bright as the white sun as he emerged from our latest dip in the sea. I fought the sudden urge to bury my face in his chest and run my fingers through that hair.”

“Looks like my superpowers don’t come with automatic manicures, thank heaven. I hate long nails.”

“Then I shall bid thee goodnight, my dear. Sweet pixies watch over the dusty moonlight of your dreams, Jessameine.”

“Gem thought it would be hilarious to shear his brother’s fine hair off while he was sleeping. Ever since then Menai decided he actually preferred the Mohawk. Both had inherited their mother’s Western Continent coloring, a blend of pearly white and sea grass green that set their bold sea-colored eyes off handsomely. And since they had grown old enough to realize this, they had become a pair of pre-pubescent manipulating terrors.”

“The wind and the sea and the storm were his domain and I wanted nothing to do with them any longer. I just wanted Cain.”