The problem with having so many people call me by nicknames was that when someone called me by my actual name, it usually meant something serious was happening.
Richelle MeadRose? Is that you?" I peered behind him. Lissa. "What are you doing here?" "What are you doing here?" She asked "Ladies, ladies" he said teasingly. "No need to fight over me." I glared. "We're not.
Richelle MeadYou can think whatever you want, do whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless.
Richelle MeadLucky Charms?โ I asked. โMagically delicious,โ he explained. โRequisite for any sort of building project.โ I shook my head, still amazed at how he had managed to weasel his way over here. โThis isnโt a date.โ He cut me a scandalized look. "Obviously. Iโd bring Count Chocula for that.
Richelle MeadWhen we were almost to the other campus, I felt the weird nausea hit me. I called a warning to Christian, just as a Strigoi grabbed him. But Christian was fast. Flames wreathed the Strigoi's head. He screamed and released Christian, trying frantically to put the flames out. The Strigoi never saw me coming with the stake. The whole thing took under a minute. Christian and I exchanged looks. Yeah. We were badasses.
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