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Alix E. Harrow • The Ten Thousand Doors of January
Another echo of Estele. Stubborn as stale bread.
V. E. Schwab • The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
modern Manhattan woman,
V. E. Schwab • The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
Pots of money too.” “What makes you think that, Dudley?” asked the marzipan voice of Mr. Appleby. Conversation about Mrs. Pagani was now general. “Couldn’t behave as she does if she hadn’t, Mr. Appleby,” replied Dudley.
Robert Aickman • Dark Entries
The web extended throughout the Fleet, through stone and slag, through dirt and leaf and fur and milk and water, electric, coiling, hard as diamond, pliable as flesh, impressible and fluid, gathering in waves. He did not know what would happen if he dared to pull this chain. Would the force of it shock the phones to death?
Sofia Samatar • The Practice, the Horizon, and the Chain
“Lambeth Amara, short-range oracle,” the woman called out, consulting her paper. “Cadence Blackburn, mesmerist. Morrigan Crow, Wundersmith. Francis Fitzwilliam, gastronomist. Mahir Ibrahim, linguist. Anah Kahlo, healer. Thaddea Macleod, fighter. Hawthorne Swift, dragonrider. Archan Tate, pickpocket.”
Jessica Townsend • Wundersmith: The Calling of Morrigan Crow (Nevermoor Book 2)
And, on the other hand, you got people like Ligur and Hastur, who took such a dark delight in unpleasantness you might even have mistaken them for human.