The phony surrender's over; the ceasefire has ended. The final fight for the Republic has begun.

Where was the judge he'd never seen? Where was the high court he had never reached?

He loved you.

We determine whether a book is for boys or girls long before the reader gets a chance to decide: we package them with soldiers and ballet slippers on their covers, war machines and glittering gowns.

Once upon a time, a girl had a father, a prince, a society of friends. Then they betrayed her, so she destroyed them all.

Like fear and fury. It is energy from another realm, threads from beneath the sur­face, an immortal place never meant to be disturbed. Raffaele trembles.

Something is poisoning the world.