Of all the Meadowsweet siblings, Tupper was the hardest to describe. He fit in well enough with his looks, for he bore a strong resemblance to their father; however, his personality had always been rather vague. Although no one would have gone so far as to call him weak, Tupper didn’t seem to have any strengths.
—HARROW by C. J. Milbrandt
Foolish boy.” she muttered huskily. “You should know by now that I’m your best conspirator and your worst enemy. If you keep something so precious from me again, I’ll shave your head and strangle you with your own curls.”
Tupper laughed softly and whispered, “Allies?”
Ulrica hummed approvingly. “Lucky for you.”
—RAKEFANG by C. J. Milbrandt
Uncle Vanek placed three neatly folded maps on his desk. “By the time you reach your first waypoint, you and two companions will need to speak to the postal clerk. Stamp your personal seals on a postcard and send it to us. That way, we can track your progress.”
—ON YOUR MARKS: THE ADVENTURE BEGINS by C. J. Milbrandt
Can you hunt?” asked Tupper.
“Do Pred have claws?” Aurelius returned tartly.
“Yes. And pointy teeth.”
With a put-upon sigh, he said, “That was a rhetorical question. For your information, we’re taught to hunt and fish from the time we’re weaned.”
—MEADOWSWEET by C.J. Milbrandt
The Pred radiated self-assurance as he poised upon a flat stone mid-stream, clad in nothing but breeches and bronzed skin. Tupper had never seen someone with so many weapons—matched daggers, gleaming spear, and all those claws. Squatting on the broad, pebbled bank, the boy watched with undisguised awe.
—MEADOWSWEET by C.J. Milbrandt
Aurelius stole onto a rocky outcropping above the buck, blades drawn, muscles taut, poised to leap. It was impossible not to acknowledge the hunter’s own unique nobility. Although Freydolf would never cater to the other man’s ego by telling him so, he’d often thought that this Aurelius—the one stripped of all his ruffles and refinement—was worth sculpting.
—MEADOWSWEET by C.J. Milbrandt
Those who met Ganix found him impossible to dislike. Those who knew Ganix found him impossible to trust. His pranks were legendary, and his curiosity was always leading him into some kind of trouble. Thankfully, he was also very lucky. His mother said it was because on the day Ganix was born, a lady bug landed on his nose and blessed it.
—ON YOUR MARKS: The Adventure Begins (Byways #1)
Doves abide while eagles soar,
but both build nests.”
—HARROW by C.J. Milbrandt
Zane didn’t fit in with his brothers. He had broad shoulders like the Wilmingtons, and he took after Christiana in looks. His thick hair was so fair it almost looked white, and his eyes were pale blue. His last name and the magic flowing through his blood were the only proof that Zane was a Johns.
—ON YOUR MARKS: The Adventure Begins (Byways #1)
Children on all four continents are tested for affinity, but in the foothills of the Gray Mountain, no one remembers stone lore.”
—MEADOWSWEET by C.J. Milbrandt
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