Half-Off Ragnarok (InCryptid, #3)

by Seanan McGuire

“That poor sweet baby,” said Shelby. “It must have been hurting so bad. No wonder it attacked us.” “Marry me,” I said distractedly, turning the eye over in my hand to study the front again. “What was that?” “Nothing.

🎉🎉🎉👰🏼💍💐