Tómate tu tiempo-dije con ligereza, cabreada y nerviosa a la vez.-Jenks y yo vamos a recurrir al plan B.-¿El plan B?-dijo Ivy-. ¿Cuál es el plan B?Jenks se puso rojo.-Coge el pez y sal pitando.
¿Qué te parecería alquilar una lancha?-No esaría mal, pero tenemos el problema del ruido. [...]-Podríamos acercarnos a remo-sugirió, yo le respondí con una mirada.-Hmmm... Jenks, no es un lago, es el...
Yeah, the elf looks good in the sun, Jenks smart-mouthed, the pixy currently sitting on the bottom of my hooped earrings and out of the moderate wind. When you going to put us all out of your misery a...
And then there are the rare ones who know love, who understand it. Who freely give of themselves, demanding only a return of that love,that trust.
Uh... , Ivy stammered, and I glanced up to see her eyes wide in consideration.I'm kidding, I said. It passed the lethal-amulet test, remember?Not that. You keep it in your underwear drawer?I hesitated...
Without warning he had become witness to something that stretched back through the eons, ties both elastic and enduring, surpassing death, surpassing life. She was his child. It was as simple as that...
And I’m not spying! I’m evaluating!It’s the same difference!
My God, he whispered. What have I done to her? He thought, humbled. The spell was broken, but it wasn't sealed, and her soul was bare to him, the scars of her tragic past and her triumphs over pain an...
Will your dad freak if I kiss you good-bye? he asked.
Sure, it was nice now, but eventually there would be running and screaming and blood on the floor.
Al was cruel, vindictive, angry, elegant, powerful. He gave me strength, he gave me wisdom, not only about magic, but about myself. He was a lot like Trent, only harsher around the edges.
Just so you know, I’ve trusted you since camp.
From the back came an unearthly, satisfied chuckle. All I could see in the rearview mirror was a dark shadow with red goat-slitted eyes. Fear slithered throu
For all his sourness, he was ruled by his heart.
Just let me sleep, she grumbled. Let me sleep, and I'll sign a paper that you're a fucking angel.
No one wears buckles anymore, and I decided to get him some real boots next winter solstice.
His attitude, though always bad, has changed since he helped me prep the Pandora charm for Morgan. He thinks I'm falling for her, as ridiculous as that sounds, and he might be tempted to take matters...
I'd give anything if you'd kiss me. I said. I mean, I said when he tilted his head to look at me, his eyes wide in shock, I've kissed guys before. It's like a handshake these days, I lied, just wantin...
But a slow, deeply satisfied smile came over him, and his breath quickened. 'So softly it starts,' he whispered. 'Foolishly clever and with an unsurvivable trust. It just saved your miserable life, th...
Al was standing a bare three feet away, his mood almost jovial as he took the paper and it vanished in a wash of black sparkles. Thank you, Rachel, he said, carefully reaching for my hand as Trent sti...