Kisten probably has one in here, she muttered, then turned with a tube of what looked like lipstick. Ta-da! Ta-da, huh?
Yes, well, it's not, like I want to marry you he said.
With a little cry, I slid my hand behind his neck and pulled him to me for a real kiss. The assembled people cheered, and I closed my eyes as the sound of pixy wings wreathed us. Give up? Leave? echoe...
Who in hell bought a mug with blue butterflies on it! I shouted, slamming it on the counter beside the stove. We are serious people doing serious things! I don’t have time for butterflies!
Where did he go! he bellowed, gloved hands clenching. I had him in a snare that would take Alexander the Great a lifetime to untwist, and he did it in a week! Al took a step, pinwheeling as his booted...
Look, I said, my finger jabbing out to point at him. I don’t like you. Jenks doesn’t like you. And Ivywants to eat you. Start talking.
Welcome home, Rachel mariana Morgan, he said, his goat-slitted eyes holding a new, dangerous light. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.
Married pixy, I told myself, forcing my eyes back to the shelf of ceramic animals. Fifty-four kids. Beautiful wife, sweet as sugar, who would kill me in my sleep while apologizing for it.
Was I a fool to trust, or a wiser person finding the capacity to forgive?
Maybe he'll go away if we don't answer, I said, and Jenks rose - sixty feet in a mere second. In another second, he dropped back down.He's coming around back, he said, his gold dust looking black thro...
Trent, do you have any weapons? Like a gun? He looked at me in disgust. You’re here to protect me, he said as he closed the distance between us and stood beside me. You didn’t bring a weapon? Yeah, I...
Small steps could make large journeys, if admittedly very slow ones.
Sir, he said calmly, that was the worst line I’ve ever heard, not only insulting but showing a severe lack of forethought. You’re obviously bothering the young woman. You should leave before she does...
Size 8 women’s, and a men’s 10.
Pierce truly was a black witch. He had tried to kill with magic. It didn’t matter if the charm was white, black, or polka dotted with silver sparkles.
Skimmer’s and my relationship was probably going to nosedive like a brick with wings.
Somehow I found him. Somehow I found Al's sarcastic thoughts, bitter and old. Tired, angry, bored. Alone.
Sometimes it takes a two-by-four across your head to realize what you want isn't what you'll end up with if you get it.
Shut up, I hissed. Ticked that he was taller than me, I stepped up onto a nearby coffee table. I'm not in a cage anymore, I said, keeping enough presence of mind not to poke him in the chest with a fi...
So I’ve seen my boys do that a hundred times with the neighboring pixy girls. Give her their favorite seed and be too flustered to tell her what it was.
Showing 361 to 380 of 819 results