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This series is for all the ladies who think STFUATTDLAGG is great… but BAGBALTPUICOYF is better.
Super invested!!!!
Lepidoptery is a beautifully morbid hobby.
What????
His ears have multiple piercings, and a barbell piercing glints at the end of one of his eyebrows.
Ooohhhhh where else are there piercings….
My heart is pounding as I glance down at her again. I've never seen her around Everbound—never even heard of her—and now she's about to be the center of my world.
I love it….
It takes me all of two seconds to decide that I reject her rejection.
Lololol
"A competition between the four of us isn't a bad idea. What if we make a wager?”
This will backfire….
"Is this DeLune bothering you, Mavie?” Mavie? “Ew. Don't call me that.” “How about…Spooky Boo? Or just Boo, since you’re my boo.”
Omg this is fucking fantastic
Baelfire’s smile is dazzling. “There’s my Boo.” “I’m not your anything. You’re in my seat.” He points at his face and winks. “I’ve got a better one right here for you.”
🤣😂🤣😂🤣
“Earlier, you said you made two long lists. One was questions. What was the other?” Normally, curiosity doesn’t faze me, but it irks me that he never expounded on that. Baelfire’s grin turns wicked, and he bites his lower lip. “All the ways I plan on worshipping you in bed. It took up too many pages, and I got sidetracked a couple of times jacking off just thinking about it all.”
OK, maybe he’s gonna be the one with the filthy mouth…
The professor meets my eye, and for a fraction of a second, a strong emotion I can’t identify flickers over his face.
Why do authors do this? Why do they have emotions flick over their face and not tell us what it is like what is the fucking point?
“Not officially. This competition needs a clearer finishing line.” “Fine. We’ll say whoever fucks her first wins.”
Def gonna backfire!!!
“Exactly how long have you been standing out here?” His purple eyes grow devious. “Long enough. I almost made a mess in my pants hearing your delicious little sounds through that door.
Lolololol
“You’re not messed up,” Baelfire says, leaning down to catch my eye. My laugh is sharp. “Yes, I am. You have no idea. Another keeper would be—” “Nope. You can go ahead and forever scrap the idea of us looking for someone else because it’s not fucking happening. Just tell me yes or no. Do you want us to make you feel good?”
There better not be a 3rd act breakup I fucking SWEAR!!!!
“Bet?” Her voice is quiet. She suspects it. All it takes is assuming a dry tone that would make anyone feel stupid. “Yes, the bet about who would fuck you first. We named our prizes for the competition. We thought getting you in bed would be a challenge, but here we are. One day of fawning over you, and it opened you right up. Now that it’s done, we just have to decide who won their prize.”
Called it…..
