Margaret Rogerson

An instant New York Times bestseller! An Indie Next Top 10 Pick A Parents’ Choice Silver Honor Winner “A funny, action-packed, and sweet romance.” —School Library Journal (starred review) “A phenomenal read.” —RT Book Reviews A skilled painter must stand up to the ancient power of the faerie courts—even as she falls in love with a faerie prince—in this gorgeous bestseller that’s “an ideal pick for fans of Holly Black, Maggie Stiefvater, and Laini Taylor” (Publishers Weekly, starred review). Isobel is an artistic prodigy with a dangerous set of clients: the sinister fair folk, immortal creatures who cannot bake bread or put a pen to paper without crumbling to dust. They crave human Craft with a terrible thirst, and Isobel’s paintings are highly prized. But when she receives her first royal patron—Rook, the autumn prince—she makes a terrible mistake. She paints mortal sorrow in his eyes—a weakness that could cost him his life. Furious, Rook spirits her away to his kingdom to stand trial for her crime. But something is seriously wrong in his world, and they are attacked from every side. With Isobel and Rook depending on each other for survival, their alliance blossoms into trust, then love—and that love violates the fair folks’ ruthless laws. Now both of their lives are forfeit, unless Isobel can use her skill as an artist to fight the fairy courts. Because secretly, her Craft represents a threat the fair folk have never faced in all the millennia of their unchanging lives: for the first time, her portraits have the power to make them feel.

An Enchantment of Ravens

Ashley vatafu

Minnie Mazuera

“Walking along a blade’s edge was only fun until the blade stopped being a metaphor.”

Elena M.

My mind and hand become possessed. I paint not because I want to, not because I’m good at it, but because it is what I must do, what I live and breathe, what I was made for.

Then it happens to you, and you understand you aren’t any different from those girls after all. Oh, they still seem just as absurd—you’ve simply joined them, in quite a humbling way.

– Da. Şi... nu. Isobel, te iubesc întru totul. Te iubesc veșnic. Te iubesc atât de mult, încât mă înspăimântă. Mă tem că nu as putea trăi fără tine. Ti-aş putea vedea chipul în fiecare dimineață când mă trezesc, timp de zece mii de ani, și încă aş astepta-o cu nerăbdare pe următoarea, ca și cum ar fi prima.

He patted at his sword belt and checked his sword. No, he hadn’t forgotten his sword after all. There it was! Beaming, he adjusted the lay of the sheath against his leg. God, he was a terrible actor—what did I expect from someone who couldn’t lie?

Then it happens to you, and you understand you aren't any different from those girls after all. Oh, they still seem just as absurd— you've simply joined them, in quite a humbling way. But isn't absurdity part of being human?

"Something about you changed every day. Isobel, you're very beautiful."

I think this might have been the main reason I found Rook even the slightest bit attractive.

Fascinated, I studied him. He met my eyes. I gave his hair a second, experimental tug. He let his head fall a little to the side, in the direction of my hand. Somehow I knew what that meant: he'd give me complete control if I wanted it.

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