Extraits

"If anything goes wrong, I have a sword."

He took her in, his eyes sparkling. "That's my girl."

"Not every story has a happy ending," she offered. "But most do, if you're brave enough to keep reading to the end."

— Je ne veux pas d’un soupirant, répondit-elle, submergée par les émotions. C’est toi que je veux, Nathaniel, pas des actes d’héroïsme qui mettent ta vie en péril, ni… ni des trésors inestimables, ni la lumière des étoiles capturée dans une jarre. Mes sentiments n’ont pas changé. Je t’aime toujours. Je crois même que je t’aime plus encore qu’il y a trois mois.

Il détourna la tête en clignant plusieurs fois des paupières.

— Ce qui est parfaitement compréhensible. Je me rappelle que j’empestais à ce moment là.

"I trust him unreservedly. I would place my life in his hands without a moment's thought. I do, on a daily basis, every time he ties my cravat.

"She'll kick you down if you don't let her in," Nathaniel advised, and the door reappeared again in a hurry.

"Don't be rude," Elisabeth warned under her breath.

"Scrinever, you cannot deny that the house started it."

— Inutile de me remercier, Scrivener, dit Nathaniel, encore à quatre pattes, en train d'observer les fissures de la plinthe. C'est toujours un plaisir de ramper à terre pour toi.

Mercy squared her shoulders. "Silas had a talk with me this morning about how he isn't going to murder me and bury me in the back garden. He gave me his word as a gentleman."

Not every story has a happy ending. But most do, if you're brave enough to keep reading to the end.

When you grow up in a library with talking books for friends, there are some things you don't think to question.

The novels she'd read had never mentioned that being in love had symptoms, like food poisoning or influenza.