No.โ He wouldnโt lie about that. Not to her. And not because sheโd rip him to pieces when she discovered the truth. โI canโt give you forever.โ The nibbling increased in intensity, leaving a bead of blood in the center of her mouth. โBecause weโre not a good match?โ Of course she would remember every insult heโd ever thrown at her. โYes.โ โThen what can you give me?โ โHere. Now.โ Something his body craved more with every second that passed.
Gena ShowalterWhile Maddox now believed the demon did not want to hurt Ashlyn, he wasn't willing to take a chance. He would talk about flowers and moonbeams - he cringed - if it meant maintaining this delectable inner peace. "Is there a way to break your death-curse?" Ashlyn asked. So much for flowers and moon-beams.
Gena ShowalterLegion hissed like a startled cat, the noise scraping at Reyesโs skin. โMe no boy. You think me a boy?โ Everyone stopped, stared. Even Aeron. Reyes was the first to find his voice. โYouโre aโฆgirl?โ A nod. โMe pretty.โ โYes, you are.โ Reyes exchanged a glance with Lucien. โBeautiful.
Gena ShowalterSo, your saying choices and destiny shape the course of our lives? "I think so, yes. It's just easier to blame fate for all of the mistakes.
Gena ShowalterWhat's that smell?" I froze. What? Did I really smell so distasteful he had only to lean in my direction to catch a putrid whiff of me? I stayed the urge to break his freaking nose for pointing out my stinkiness. He sniffed again. "I can't place it." "How bad is it?" I asked, my cheeks heating. "It's good. Some kind of flower." My first thought: Hurray! I don't stink. My second: Ohmygod!
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