The Potion Diaries CHAPTER ONE PRINCESS EVELYN A TINY BEAD OF BLOOD bloomed where the knifepoint pressed against the tip of her finger. She held it over the rim of a glass vial and watched as the droplet fell, turning the liquid in the bottom from pink to a dark, inky blue. Strange. She'd always expected a love potion to be red, not blue. Excerpted from Madly by Amy Alward All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.