The Eye of the Bedlam Bride (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #6)

by Matt Dinniman

Reward: In the immortal words of the luscious Bret Michaels, every rose has its thorn.

“Samantha, I could kiss you.” “I’m not a whore, Carl.”

“Not so fast, you one-armed bitch!” Samantha shrieked, flying toward him. She landed on his shoulder and chomped down.

You’re more than just a person. If we lose you, we lose everything. You’re a symbol. You’re the embodiment of our hope.

“You know, many of my people are afraid of cats. Some think if you look into their eyes, they can steal your soul. I hope that’s true. I hope she lives up to her hype.”

Donut: JUST TRY TO STOP US YOU HALF-BREED BITCH. Donut turned to me. “Wow. That came out way more racist sounding than I intended.”

Donut in response to a cat crawler lol