I’m going to untangle her deadly scheme, even if it leaves my love affair hanging by a thread.

Burn, baby, burn,” she muttered in a hard, satisfied voice. I cleared my throat. “As much as I hate to interrupt the supreme satisfaction you’re taking in watching the mansion blaze to the ground, I’d really like to get out of here before the whole house collapses on top of us.

Let him look," he whispered and kissed me again.

I wouldn't say hate, exactly. You're kind of like fungus, Gwen. After a while, you just start growing on people.

I know that look. What are you up to, Gwen?" "What makes you think I'm up to something?" The Valkyrie snorted. "You're breathing, aren't you?

Kiss me or let me go. I don’t care anymore.

Instead, I cut him. Not deep, but there was enough of a sting in the wound to remind him of what I'd done to the dwarven mobsters in the parking lot - and that I wasn't just some chick with a knife who looked good in black.