You stink like a faerie, all flowers and sunshine and evil manipulation.
Jack jumped off the couch, pulling his shirt back on. "Next time,if you'd like, I'll just come without one," he said,grinning at me.
Their smiles are lies. Most smiles are.
In the interest of not pissing you off anymore tonight, let's not select that particular playlist.
Faeries and vampires were glittery now? Honestly.
You'll be fine, just some minor burns and hypothermia, which was kind of hard to explain.