The Worst Kind of Promise (Riverside Reapers #2)

by Celeste Briars

Granted, his child’s pose is more of a roadkill opossum,

DON’T DO DRUGS, KIDS

Think about that time your grandmother fell down the stairs and died.

Dillied my dally.

takes my whole willpower not to smell my fingers.

Wtf

It’s not every morning that you have a dream where you’re the hostage of a morally gray pirate and he abandons his life of crime to travel the world with you on his ship.