To My Son, If You Are Reading

To Her You're Jocelyn's Daughter. But I'll Always Be Valentine's Son

The Nephilim - The Bogeyman For Monsters, And All Those Who Could Be Monsters.

He's Probably Never Met A Six-foot Tall Hot Elf-women In A Fur Bikini Either.

Charlotte Leaned Forward Across The Table. “the Dark Sisters Never Mentioned What Use They Intended To Make Of Your Abilities, Did They?” “you Know About The Magister.” Tessa Said. “they Said They Were Preparing Me For Him.” “for Him To Do What?” Will Asked. “eat You For Dinner?” Tessa Shook Her Head. “to – To Marry Me, They Said.” “to Marry You?” Jessamine Was Openly Scornful. “that’s Ridiculous. They Were Probably Going To Blood Sacrifice You And Didn’t Want You To Panic.” (page 78)

Tessa: "a Little Girl Robbed You?" Will: "actually, She Wasn't A Little Girl At All, As It Turns Out, But A Midget In A Dress With A Penchant For Violence, Who Goes By The Name Six-fingered Nigel." Jem:"easy Mistake To Make." (later) Will: "i Want To Be Back Before Dark. I Have An Assignation In Soho This Evening With A Certain Attractive Someone" Tessa: “goodness, If You Keep Seeing Six-fingered Nigel Like This, He'll Expect You To Declare Your Intentions.