“I watched for her hair to curl, the telltale Caster breeze. It didn't move. This wasn't Caster magic she was working. It was another kind altogether. She couldn't charm her way out from under Macon's watch. She would have to resort to older magic, stronger magic, the kind that had worked best on Macon from the time she first moved to Ravenwood. Plain old love.”

“Arelia looked up at Macon. "It's not the house that protects her. It's the boy. I've never seen anything like it. No Caster can come between them.”

“She leaned into my shoulder. "Maybe you don't have to be a Caster to have power."I pushed her hair behind her ear. "Maybe you just have to fall for one.”

“Macon, wet from the raindrops for the first time.”

“I was losing her, she wouldn’t listen to me, and I was about to fail my third quiz of the semester. Great.By the way, can you simplify 7x – 2(4x – 6)?I knew she could. She was already in Trig.What does that have to do with anything?Nothing. But I’m failing this quiz.She sighed.A Caster girlfriend had some perks.”

“By the way, can you simplify 7x-2(4x-6)?I knew she could. She was already in Trig.What does that have to do with anything?Nothing. But I'm failing this quiz.She sighed.A Caster girlfriend had some perks.”

“And have her back by midnight. " "Is that some powerful Caster hour?" "No. It's her curfew. ”