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April 3 - April 11, 2024
The thwack of a cozy manuscript hitting a complete arse had a nice tune to it.
“Well, when you’re ready to talk, my door is always open, my cookies are always warm, and my tea kettle is always hot.”
Even those she cared for were being fooled into thinking she was some delicate, weak thing who needed help, instead of a lethal assassin who killed fairies.
Him thinking she's some clever assassin who has everyone fooled is sending me
Though, it was him telling her flat out that he wanted her to die that was the real dealbreaker.
I'd be worried if it wasn't
“You can learn a person’s whole life story from a tone,”
Now that's a talent I want
Her legs were quite slender in comparison to how a warrior’s ought to be. Her eyes seemed curious, too, as opposed to the hard, lethal darkness that haunted a killer’s, like his.
Have you considered it maybe because she's NOT a killer?
We all know that a female who sings cannot be trusted.”
Of course not
“I resent that my conscience’s voice is the same as yours, Lily Baker,”
Are you even best friends if your conscience's voice is not the same as your best friend's?
“But as with many rules of the fairies, the opposite can take place too, and a fairy ought to be careful not to kiss a human if there are any romantic feelings—”
Oooooooooooh
“Females have been proposing to me for ten faeborn years. That measly human cannot possibly be an exception to my appeal.” Mor placed a fist over his grinning mouth. “I apologize, Your Highness,” he said through his fingers. “This is the funniest thing that I have seen all year.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. It sounds like you come from a terrible place. I’m sure your life hasn’t been easy,” she said, and Cress’s turquoise gaze darted up to her.
Humans<3
He rarely got stuck on questions, but he could think of nothing else now: Why didn’t these humans appear cruel? Was this old human woman only pretending to have a kind smile and weak arms? Was she the one who trained Kate Kole to act innocent and to kill?
Thirty minutes later, three assassins sat around the café sipping warm pumpkin spice lattes and flipping the pages of their novels quietly.
This is the best image to have
It seemed Lily Baker liked to read.
Every city has its monsters. Every town has its secrets. Every neighbourhood has its history and the unconfirmed dangers that lay sleeping below the ground.
It had been ten minutes since he jumped to his feet. He’d been that way ever since Shayne suggested one of the books Kate made them read depicted a fae’s personality adequately.
Okay but Faes fighting over fae representation in fantasy novels is Amazing
it seemed like the Book Nerd Herd girls were no longer interested in book club at all.
You bring actual living breathing fae to book club meetings and expect nerdy bookworms to not be interested? Girl it's like you don't know us at all
“Where did you meet these guys?” she asked, beaming. “They’re so invested in the story. It’s adorable. Why can’t all guys be like this?”
Ah. Wouldn't that be nice, Iris!
You shouldn’t be concerned for someone who wants you dead.” “Is that advice?”
Thelma would scold him for being out late tonight.
He smacked a cactus plant off the counter as he said it. Then, after dirt and roots scattered over the tiles, he rigidly stomped to the broom closet to clean up his mess.
This is so funny
Mor’s smirk vanished. “That is a bad idea. One of these fools will cause a scene.” He nodded to Shayne and Dranian.
Poor Mor will get stuck wth baby sitting duty again
“Because she’s innocent,” Mor said. “And she’s kind when she doesn’t need to be. I think you realized a while ago that Kate Kole is everything the opposite of what you hate.”
And I know a mate would have just been one more female you had to try and keep from stabbing a dagger into your faeborn back.”
That's so sad and lonely…
“I stole your memories. It was me.”
Please tell me he had a very good reason…
Shayne almost smiled. “Would you miss us if we did?” he asked. He looked way too flattered. He even came over, crouched down in front of Kate, and set his chin on his palm while he batted his eyelashes.
Why is this cute
“They visited every bookstore, academy, and storefront for miles and flirted shamelessly with all the humans.”
That is so sweet!
Shayne’s bare chest glistened in the morning sunlight like a beacon for every lonely woman in the city to come running. He fastened an apron to himself that didn’t hide much, and he winked at a lady coming in.
Now that's one way to get customers…
“You’re too kind-hearted,” he stated. “It’s weak.” “You’re still a monster. It’s scary.” He glanced at her, but she couldn’t see his eyes past his sunglasses. A laugh escaped her as he seemed unable to come up with a response. Cress reached over and took her hand again. “I like your laugh. It’s harmless in both an irritating and infatuating way.”
“I need a new coat,” Cress finally said.
Lol
“I’m relieved you were just protecting your fairy crush like any weak-minded, irrational, possessive male.”
Lol
You need to tell us what’s going on, or I’m going to trot back into that café and kiss our human right in front of you.”
Now that is a good threat
“You three will have to break my bones if you want to lay a finger on her now,” Shayne announced.
Awwww
“Which of my assassins is your least favourite? I want to see if we picked the same one.”
I want to know the answer!
“What do you do if you like someone, Grandma Lewis?” he asked.
So he fought with his "fairy crush" and then ran over to HER grandma for dating advice? Lol
A low, quiet sob lifted in his throat, a sign of utter weakness he didn’t shew away. There on the beach, he cried for the old woman. He cried for the loss he knew Kate Kole would feel. He cried for the mother who was taken away from him. And he cried for the simple life he’d never been allowed to have.
Oh Cress
“Here’s our deal: You’ll stay until Christmas, and you’ll take all the kisses you want from me in that time,” she offered with a weird, bashful grin. “I don’t accept,” he said right away again, and Kate turned to find him glaring. “Why?” “Because you’d be driven to your death if I had to do that to you. You’d never catch your breath if I took all the kisses I wanted. I don’t think I’d ever want to stop. It’s a dangerous bargain, and you should know better, Kate Kole. Never make a bargain with a fairy.”
“You let them do this?” Mor flipped down the page corner to peer over it. “He came in demanding money, and those faeborn fools didn’t like it. This has nothing to do with me.”
I like how it's just accepted at this point that Mor is their babysitter
“On midnight of the human Christmas Eve, I want you to steal my memories of this place. And I want you to deliver me to Bonswick,”
NO YOU FOOL!
“Give me your wallet, Human,” he said. “I’ll buy that one for you.”
Don't think that's how it works but sure
Kate turned to find a watercolour painting of a sunny countertop. Atop the counter was a detailed painting of a basket full of chocolate chip cookies.
Awwwww
He came into the café with new presents every hour, and Kate continued to find the cash in her wallet gone.
a failed cake baking experiment he turned into a trifle and put in the freezer “for later, when we all missed him.”
This book was not supposed to make me cry damnit!
“Do you know how difficult it is to have a girlfriend who speaks with a tone like that all the time?” “What does my tone tell you?” she asked. “It tells me you’ve more than thought about doing something crazy. It tells me you have plans to do something if I can’t figure out a way to change the bargain. It tells me you perhaps care more than I thought. And that’s dangerous.”
“I want you to be mine. That’s how I want the story to end,” he said. “With us living a simple life, and you being happy.”
“But if I can’t be happy in this faeborn life, then I want it to at least end this way in the story humans will read.”
After a quick count, he selected the one with the most chocolate chips, as only such a dessert was worthy of a prince.
Of course
He held his cookie toward her and pointed at the raisins. “This is human trickery of the highest sort!”
I agree Cress. It is! Lol
Cress shot Mor a look. He shoved the plate of not freshly baked chocolate chip cookies toward him. “Try one.” He invited his friend to experience the horror.
Why is this so funny
“You dance like a wild childling goat from the haunted woods,”
How does he come up with these
