A flicker of someone else’s memory came to Simon and he picked up Excalibur from where he had dropped it. Carefully, he laid Excalibur on Arthur’s chest. A smile crossed the king’s pasty face as he closed his grazed hands around the sword’s hilt. The touch of something so familiar seemed to give Arthur cause to close his eyes and after a final, relieved breath left his lips, he died.
Sam WhitehouseMots clés urban-fantasy fantasy-fiction ya-fantasy-series
Because obviously the Tooth Fairy doesn't exist. If only life were that great--instead of burnt flesh and turning into ash we had money-giving fairies, bunnies laying pink eggs, and fat men coming down my chimney bearing presents....
Christina ChannelleMots clés vampire-romance ya-fantasy ya-romance ya-fantasy-series
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