That Time I Got Drunk and Yeeted a Love Potion at a Werewolf (Mead Mishaps, #2)

by Kimberly Lemming

“OH YOU LIED. YOU LYING SACK OF CLOUD SCALES!”

I have can’t say I’ve heard many dragon slurs but this one is the greatest

“Cin, I’m trying to be calm and collected about this entire ordeal but that man is making me—” I tried to find the right words, but instead just fluttered my arm around like my thoughts would arrange themselves better through interpretive jazz hands.

Dead

“What happened to the terrified human that was too scared to leave her farm?” “She fucked a dragon and helped kill a god.” Cinnamon shrugged. “It changes a gal.”

Fair enough