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His last thought before he blacks out is that his Watchers would have liked this girl.
“Of course you’re fine.” She keeps walking. “You’re the devil’s bride and these are his creatures.”
She sees me once in a guy’s arms and she has us married already. I wonder what Raffe would think of my mom being his mother-in-law.
If I ever see the twins again, it looks like I owe them a zombie-girl mud fight.
She glances over at me, her eyes shining in the dark. “You’re a hero, Penryn, whether you like it or not.”
It’s painful to see that people prefer a bad guy who looks like an angel to a good guy who looks like a demon.
“Don’t talk. You’ll just spoil my fantasy of rescuing an innocent damsel in distress as soon as you open your mouth.”
Lmao
Raffe looks over at the bloody knife in my hand. “If I still had any doubts that it was you, that would do it.” He gestures toward my opponent rolling on the ground with his hands cradling his package.
He glares at me. “I’ve had to watch you die once, isn’t that enough?”
I swivel my eyes to look at the blade in my hands. Was that you, Pooky Bear?
My dad once told me life would get complicated when I grew up. I’m guessing this isn’t what he meant. My mom, on the other hand, agreed with him, and I’m guessing this kind of thing is exactly what she meant.
