Curran and Kate stood by the door. "I can't believe you decided to come down here and check on me," she said. "The guy once handed you a fan and told you to fan yourself if the sight of his naked torso was too much." "That was like a year ago. Will you let it go already?" "No." Curran grabbed her and pulled her to him, kissing her. "Never." She kissed him back and smiled. Awww. Kate and the Beast Lord sitting in a tree.

It was his eyes. When you looked into them, you saw chained violence baring teeth and claws back at you.

Syphilis. Lots and lots of magically delicious Syphilis.

Just once I want it to be easy and neat. But no, there is never a good decision. I pick what I can live with.

Well, check this out. Mine is bigger.

Aunt B walked out onto the helipad wearing loose yoga pants. “I’m just here to stretch. Kate, want to help?” “Sure.” Thirty seconds later, as I was flying through the air, I decided that this wasn’t the best idea.

Perhaps I just wasn't scary enough. Maybe I should invest in some horns or fangs.