Bud, my self-defense and combat skills teacher, was still trying to get me to learn knife fighting. "Silver knives! Painful and sometimes deadly to nearly all paranormals!" "Tasey!" I countered. "Hot pink and sparkly!
Kiersten WhiteI felt the exact same way.But if it helps,you look much cuter freaking out than I ever did." I peeked out through my hands."But what if I don't get in?" He wrapped his arms around me. "No more worrying about it.You'll get in." "Good.Someone needs to keep an eye on you and that dirty little dyrad of a lab assistant." He laughed,squeezing me until I couldn't breathe. "Why would I ever want a lusty tree nymph when I could have a hyperventilating Evie?
Kiersten WhiteBe prepared,' that's my motto." He smiled smugly at me. "That, and 'Sleep whenever possible.' Oh, and 'If you don't notice it's gone, what's the harm in me taking it?
Kiersten WhiteThis particular type of human carries weapons slightly more lethal than your beloved pink monstrosity
Kiersten WhiteThe doorknob twisted. โIโm coming with you.โ I ran over and held it shut. โNo, you are so not. We canโt carry your unconscious body around the Center. Besides, I need you here. If something goes wrong, I canโt handle you getting hurt.โ โWait, so itโs okay if I get hurt?โ Jack asked. โYes,โ I snapped at the same time as Lend and Arianna. โAs long as youโre sure, then,โ Jack muttered.
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