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“A morte e ritorno,” I said fiercely, quoting our family motto. To death and back.
“What’s the matter, pup?” he taunted. “Changed your mind about taking me on?” “I’m just wondering how the hell they found a jumpsuit to fit you. I bet they had to sew four together just to cover that ass.”
“Sembri un agnello, ragazzo del coro. Dovresti temere il lupo,” I said, dropping my voice an octave as I looked up at him, shifting my weight so I was angled towards him. You look like a lamb, choir boy. You should fear the wolf.
“I’m Rosalie Oscura of the Oscura Clan. I was raised by Bianca Oscura, mother of the Storm Dragon who I’ve ridden with in the clouds countless times.”
Not long now, Jerome, I’ll finish this job in record time and be back for my paycheque before you even miss me.
“I gave you what you want. Now give me my reward.” I lunged for the pudding again and she gave it up willingly this time. I snatched it away, hugging it to my chest, going full Golem on its ass. Mine.
I twisted my head to the moon and cursed her too, because that bitch was horny tonight and I could feel her trying to force me to claim Rosalie Oscura once more.
I cracked my eyes open to gaze at the moon, begging for it to give me the strength I needed to fight Rosalie into the ground, but if anything the moon just urged her on. You bulbous glowy slut, I hate you.
I released him and he snarled, eyeing me like he wasn’t sure what I was about to do next. Which made two of us because I wasn’t sure either.
“I promised you one kiss. And you’ve had it, Sin. Don’t be greedy.” “But if I was one of the seven dwarves, that would be my name,” I purred.
Where are you, you Jurassic Park bastard? I wheeled around as I hunted for it, my eyes falling on the huge fucker with its six legs and smooth, greyish body as it devoured the fireballs with its wide, fang filled mouth. It was a monster pure and simple. A creature made from nightmares and fear.
