What did you write on here? โDonโt dieโ?โ โNo, I wrote, โDonโt be an asshole!โโI headed for the house. โOn yours or mine?โ โOn yours.โ โWell, in that case, your magic isnโt working. Iโm still an asshole.
Ilona AndrewsBehind him Kaldar nudged Urow's youngest son. "Bet you he lasts at least thirty seconds." "Um..." Gaston looked at him. "No he won't." "Bet me something." "I don't have anything." Kaldar grimaced. "Pick up that rock." Gaston swiped the rock off the ground. "Now you have a rock. I bet this five bucks against your rock." Gaston grinned. "Deal.
Ilona Andrews