paranormal-romance-faeries

Patra is going to be pissed." Cory says, with a half smirk. Then she holds out the bottle of creamer and says, "Fix it." __ix what? Cory! Are you really going to ignore what just happened? Thatsuck face just threatened to take you and me to jail!___he said trial, but that__ not really the point I am trying to make.___ know, but it__ the point Iam trying to make!___ know that you__e scared. I am trying to show you why you shouldn__ be.__he pushed the bottle of creamer in front of me again.__ am not SCARED. I__ angry!_ I ignore the creamer.__ame thing._ She shrugs. (From The Carver's Magic)

Time slowed. He was thinking in colors and sensations now, not words. The curve of her breast. The shimmer of her skin. The way her breath caught when he touched her__here.

It would be nice to report she lived happily ever after till the end of her days. But such cheap, cop-out one-liners belong to other uncomplicated fairy tales.

If Emrys was acting normally, like the typical self-gratifying narcissist he was, then it would have been easier to keep him in that special category of potential enemy.

I already feel like the Girl Who Lived around here.

Amie frowned. 'That__ what I can__ figure out. I mean everyone wants their happy ending, right? No one cares about reading actual literature anymore anyway. All they want is vampires and supernatural mumbo-jumbo. It__ sick, really.