badass-women

You don__ even know me, or what I am capable of, boy.

Alanna Carrington, head witch of the Philadelphia Coven, hurtled his way, and with her, trouble was a guarantee.

God, woman._ He closed his fist, not bothering to count off the dozens of other things she shouldn__ do. __ou give me heartburn.___o. Those are orgasms I give you, baby.

W-what are you?"Selena looked down at her rival. "What you should have been and never were. The Queen of the Witches.

You are the Worst Kind of Animal. A Butcher by Day and a Pussy Cat by Night.

God must think her a badass because he__ handed her this moment, and he didn__ dole out shit she couldn__ handle. That was a fact taught long ago by that miserable bitch called life.

But still she stood, ready to get back at it. Badass and admirable.

Whatever you guys call it. Man up. Get your panties out of a wad. Put on your big boy shorts. Grow a set.

What are you? The pregnant MacGyver?_ __est compliment I__e had in a while.