To be a legend, you generally had to be dead.
I swear to God, if I get shot again, Indigo will strangle me.
How’s Her Royal Bitchiness?” “Alive.” “Pity.
That works fine for me . . . Sienna Lauren Snow.
You can run,” Dorian said in a neutral tone that did nothing to lessen the intensity of his expression, “but sooner or later, you run out of places to run to.
Mercy laughed. “You have to excuse them—boys suffer from an incurable disability.” “What?” “Testosterone.