Richelle Mead delivers sexy action and tongue-in-cheek hellish humor-if damnation is this fun, sign me up!
Lilith SaintcrowI got a washed out version of Momโs curls and a better copy of Dadโs blue eyes, The rest of me, I guess, is up for grabs. Except maybe Granโs nose, but she could have been trying to make me feel better. Iโm no prize. Most girls go through a gawky stage, but Iโm beginning to think mine will be a lifelong thing. It doesnโt bother me too much. Better to be strong than pretty and useless. Iโll take a plain girl with her head screwed on right over a cheerleader any day.
Lilith SaintcrowTo my everlasting relief, heโd also stopped with the starch a few years back . The military made him big on spray starch, but I point-blank refused to touch the stuff after a while. He finally gave up doing it himself, and I manfully restrained myself from pointing out that the world didnโt explode when he did. And they say maturity is just for adults.
Lilith SaintcrowHis thumb stroked my cheek. My eyes half-closed. When he spoke next, it was very softly, his voice an almost-physical caress against my whole body. My flesh tightened like a harpstring. I swallowed hard against the wave of liquid heat. "How can I possibly be jealous when I know you spent your time grieving for me, Dante?
Lilith Saintcrow