She’d never seen a monster like that before, had never heard of one in all the Lore. When she grappled with the question of what it was, her sharply honed scientifical mind deduced one answer: manbearpig.
I desired you before, but I never loved you until this life.
Eves, on the scale from wholesome to whoresome, you’re practically Amish.
Now, undress for me and let me see what’s mine.
You are so naive, it physically aggrieves me.
His tone dripping condescension, Lothaire crooned, “Ah children, it’s not yet story time.” He closed his eyes and turned away, saying over his shoulder, “To anyone who contemplates even nearing me while I sleep: I will garrote you with your own viscera.
Fuckhead: The name’s MariKETA. Go to hell, The WITCH, doing a creepy spell somewhere right now.
It felt bizarre to be ignored in general, much less by an embodiment of Aidan – who used to stare at her so hard that he’d run into trees.
Matthew, exactly how psychic are you? So psychic that other psychics should be called Mattics.
Yo, Dekko, who do I gotta blow around here to get a shower?
I will fight any battle for you, crush any adversity. Because you are mine, beautiful girl. I love you so madly that the past before you feels sane...
Puck laughed, and it wasn’t like that weird high-pitched giggle she’d heard out of children before, the one that begged the question: why would one possibly tickle a child just to elicit that noise?
Hate Scars. I’m physically flawless-why can’t everyone be? Everywhere Lothaire went, people stopped and stared. Of course, then they usually ran. Lothair Enemy of Old.
This was full when I left. Demon, did you eat some of my toothpaste?
Regin slapped her knees. “Oh, my gods, look at him running like his life depended on catching us.” She slid open the door. “Is this straight outta Platoon, or what? Willem!” she cried, holding out one hand. “Run, Willem!” Then she choked on her laughter.
Take care, lest you lose a male who’ll desire only you – and gain a male who’ll desire only others.
He swallowed. “Have you no modesty?” Never in his life had he encountered a female so quick to be naked. Of course, he’d never in his life encountered a female who should so utterly be naked at any chance.
Sabine gave a Scoff. ” I could be virtuous, if I wanted to be.” In an incredulous tone, he said, “You don’t know the meaning of virtue!” “Of course I do – it means your thong must be white.
Though we were curfew-free- I’d told Mom I was spending the night at Mel’s after our double date, and Mel had told Mrs. Warren that she’d be home “whenever my happy ass walks through the door”- I was nervous about tonight.
Damn, that werewolf melts my butter,” Mari sighed. “He’s so miserable,” she added delightedly.