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‘It is said that any man who enters here will be transformed into a woman at once.’ [...] Then Grandmaster Li said, [...] ‘I will go with you into the forest of Aranyani, come what may.' [...] Haleya Kote thought for a moment. ‘Okay,’ he said at last. ‘Fuck it. I'll stay.’ [with you and enter]

— Victory City by Salman Rushdie (Page 134 - 135)

[On the second encounter, Nunes and Kampana see into each others eyes and immediately recognize the mutual love. Kampana tries to get soft words and terms of endearment, while Nunes rambles about fireworks and gunpowder] ‘What's a gun?’ Pampa Kampana asked. ‘It's a weapon that will change the world,’ Domingo Nunes said. ‘And I can build it for you if you want.’ ‘They make love differently in Portugal,’ said Pampa Kampana. ‘I see that now.’

— Victory City by Salman Rushdie (Page 43)

‘Sire,’ he said, ‘among Europeans, the savagery of the French is exceeded only by the cruelty of the Dutch. The English are at present a backward race, but it is my guess, though many of my countrymen would disagree with me, that they may end up being the worst of the whole bunch, and the map of half the world may be coloured pink’

— Victory City by Salman Rushdie (Page 38)

The bells toll, and I slide a copy of Some Girls Do back into its place

— Coldest Touch by Isabel Sterling (Page 122)

»Ich würde zu gern bei dir an der Kasse stehen und so tun, als wäre ich eine Kundin aus der Hölle. Nach Grünkohlchips fragen.«

— The Kill Club by Wendy Heard (Page 176)

I can't believe you have art of Coven here. [...] dark fantasy graphic novels [...]

— Going Bicoastal by Dahlia Adler (Page 189)

Then, when everything went on hiatus during Covid [...]

— Going Bicoastal by Dahlia Adler (Page 165)

She points to a door covered with an autographed poster from the Moonlight Overthrow reunion show [...]

— Going Bicoastal by Dahlia Adler (Page 167)

Nova untangles from her, green eyes looking back, hair a blond tangle on the rug fibers, and says, the first thing she has spoken in weeks: “I want one.” [a tattoo] June turns to bury her smile in Arsen's shoulder. Theo buries his in Arsen's other one. Eris smiles, too, a tender thing. “A gear, love?” “No,” Nova says seriously. “I want a smiley face. On my face.” Silence. Nova blinks up at us, waiting. “Metal,” Nyla breathes from the floor.

— Godslayers by Zoe Hana Mikuta (Page 271)