Raphael turned me over and looked at me, his face close to mine. "You and I will never be done.You're my mate." He kissed the corner of my mouth. I almost cried. "I stopped sleeping since you left," he said "I'll sleep for a couple of hours, wake up, you're not there." I closed my eyes. "I need an answer, Andrea," he said. "An answer?" "Mate. Yes or no." "Do you need to ask?" I whispered. "You're my mate.
Ilona AndrewsCough clenched, and vomited something chunky into the grass. Terrific. The big dog sat on his haunches and looked at William with a perplexed expression on his face. "Well, eat it back up," William hissed. "Don't waste it." Cough gave a tiny whine. "I'm not eating your puke." Cough panted at him. "No.
Ilona AndrewsA massive beast dashed along the mountain apex. Astamur reached for his rifle. โA demon?โ โNo, not a demon.โ I might have preferred one . โThatโs my boyfriend.โ Atsany and the shepherd turned to look at me. โBoyfriend?โ Astamur said. Curran saw us. He paused on a stone crag and roared. The raw declaration of strength cracked through the mountains, rolling down the cliffs like a rockslide. โYep. Donโt worry. Heโs harmless.
Ilona AndrewsIt's awful to be rich and mind-boggingly handsome and have women fawn over you. My heart bleeds for you. Poor dear, how do you manage?
Ilona AndrewsCerise ran through the course in her mind. โThree miles, stream on the right, Mozer Lake, Tinybear, Bigbear, Millerโs Path.โ She paused, not sure if sheโd said it correctly. โThree miles, stream on the right, Mozer Lake, Tinybear, Bigbear, Millerโs Path.โ โThank you, Dora. Put the sword back into Backpack and weโll go.โ He nodded at the river. โWho is Dora?โ โYou are. Dora the Explorer. Vamanos. Put the sword away or I will take it from you.
Ilona AndrewsIt took a qualified wizard to detect a summoning in progress. It required only a half-literate idiot with a twitch of power and a dim idea of how to use it to attempt one. Before you knew it, a three-headed Slavonic god was wreaking havoc in downtown Atlanta, the skies were raining winged snakes, and SWAT was screaming for more ammo.
Ilona AndrewsMy tablecloth was missing in action and long, jagged scratches covered the table's surface.The scratches looked suspiciously like letters. I climbed on a chair and looked at it from above. MINE. Oh, that's great. Fantastic. So mature. Perhaps he would pull my pigtails next or stick a tack on my seat.
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