#marissa doyle

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Even when she was busy waxing sentimental, Andrews could pull a corset tighter than their cook trussed her Christmas roast geese.

—Bewitching Season by Marissa Doyle

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Pen rolled her eyes.

Marissa Doyle, from Bewitching Season

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Only a fool trifled with a witch. And here he was, trifling with one in about as enormous a way as was possible. ‘If she’s a witch, she should be able to protect herself,’ said a small dubious voice in his head. Could she? Could anyone, where their emotions were involved? Love was blind, and lovers blinder. Even witch lovers.

—Betraying Season by Marissa Doyle

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Studying with her sister under Ally had shielded her from the reality of masculine attitudes toward female learning, from Doherty’s outright contempt to Sheehan’s well-meaning but misguided urge to censor in the name of protecting her ‘feminine sensibilities.’ In the end, both attitudes were equally repugnant.

—Betraying Season by Marissa Doyle

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Persy couldn’t help but feel amused at the sight of so many girls all walking together with their feathers and trains over their arms, the required lace lappet headdresses fluttering in the breeze of their passage, their pale-colored dresses differing but somehow still looking almost identical. “We look like a flock of birds migrating south for the winter,” Pen whispered to her. “Birds or lemmings about to go over a cliff?” she replied through stiff lips. “Don’t be ghoulish.”

—Bewitching Season by Marissa Doyle

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“This will be easier than trying to enchant a lock. All I have to do is move the latch, or bolt, or whatever it is.” “Without seeing it?” Charles sounded skeptical. “I may not be able to see it, but I know it’s there. What it is isn’t important. It’s what I do with it that is. You’ve heard Ally say that many times. I’m not enchanting the latch so that it will move. I’m exerting my will to cause the door to do what I want, which is to open. How it chooses to do that is up to it.”

—Bewitching Season by Marissa Doyle

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But in the face of popular perception, truth has little power.

—Bewitching Season by Marissa Doyle

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She was getting everything she thought she wanted, and now she wanted none of it.

—Bewitching Season by Marissa Doyle