- Narrator: Michael Lesley

 SWEET MOLASSES!!! (Yes, I capitalized it) This was AMAZEBALLS (And I capitalized this again)!! So now it's real.... 

You know, the books I love so much are the ones that are so hard to review!! I feel like everything I would say would be so inadequate!!! So I hope my updates will be enough. I quoted the hell out them....

All the love for ALL the characters!! A special thanks for Michael Lesley. I have never listened to an audio that perfect!! It was like listening to a radio play. I had so much fun with this audio!!

I'm absolutely in awe of him. 

I can not wait for the sequel and hope we won't have to wait that long for the audio.

Now, I'm afraid for the bookhangover. Always happens after such an amazing book!!

I knew I was in awe of him, so I kissed him then, relishing the feel of his lips against mine, knowing that this was it. My magic sang because like the stories of old, of whimsy and fancy-free, this was my ending.

 

My heart was lightning-struck and it beat for him.

 

"Ever since the beginning. Ever since I’ve known you, you’ve struck my heart, and now I have to let you go because you’re not mine to keep. I need someone that I can be strong for. But I need someone who can also be strong for me.”

 

Ohhhhh Sam....

“There’s someone out there for you,” he said.

“Someone who will love your hair and your words and your eyes

and the way you still scrunch up your nose when you’re thinking hard on something. He will love you for all of the things that you

are and all of the things you aren’t.

 

He’ll love you beyond all reason and will be convinced

that you hung the sun and moon. He will see the stars

and wish for only you. Someone will love every single part

of who you are, and my gods,

 

I can’t wait for the day to meet him to tell him thank you.

 

I wanna squish Sam's dad. All the side characters are amazing!!!

So I don’t know that I can be blamed for running full speed at him. I don’t know that I can be blamed for the way my eyes burned when he smiled widely and opened his arms. I don’t know that I can be blamed for the sound I made, that broken, wounded noise that crawled out of my throat when his arms wrapped around me. I felt his magic wash over me, and for the first time in weeks, I thought I was able to breathe. I let my forehead rest in the crook of his neck as he held me tightly.

 

He said, “I know. I know.”

 

I love Morgan!!!